" Trenchard, meanwhile, whose gaze was fixed upon the boy, became livid as death, but he moved not a muscle. Wild, he asserted, had robbed him of a large sum of money, and till it was restored he would never plead. ” Meddoes turned round from the table on which he was practising shots and shrugged his shoulders. A sense of impending disaster was upon him. "To be sure I will, my child. He hung over her—he and his loan to her and his connection with her and that terrible evening—a vague, disconcerting possibility of annoyance and exposure. ’ ‘You’re going to break into the house? You’re mad. " She opened the book which she had brought to the table. He could remember when women laid away their gowns in lavender—as this girl's mother had.
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