Trenchard glanced at the document. Only he hated the words he uttered, hated the blunt honesty which forced them from his lips. “Okay. All at once she realised that Kimble had halted, leaning heavily against the wall. ’ ‘And you believe her?’ asked Lucilla, raising her brows. ’ ‘Oh, she’ll be safe enough, Gerald. But I am here. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. Wild's dwelling without apprehension, or quitted it without satisfaction. But, rather than be the cause of any further misunderstanding between you and my benefactor, I will leave London and its neighbourhood for ever. Come into the parlour, Winifred, and dry your eyes directly, or I'll send you to bed.
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