" "Who are you?" ejaculated Trenchard, scarcely able to credit his senses. And what did she do? Not only did she cut his hand in her rage, but she refused to let him help her, and then she ran away from him. Every now and then she fingered an ornament, moved a piece of furniture, or rearranged some draperies. And in its way it was very well.
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