"I cannot—dare not injure him," rejoined Trenchard, with a haggard look, and sinking, as if paralysed, into a chair. ’ Gosse’s eyes went to the portrait, and evidently took in the uncanny resemblance, looking from it to Melusine and back again. I want you. And this clear-visioned child had comprehended that only half the rogues were really ill. ‘I can’t tell you the times I’ve wished for a gun to point at Hilary’s head.
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