. Anna and her escort exchanged glances. Then began expostulations, preluded by a telegram and headed by her aunt. " "I will be there," answered Trenchard, gloomily. "It's too late to carry 'em before a magistrate now, Sir Rowland; so, with your permission, I'll give 'em a night's lodging in Saint Giles's round-house. She pulled herself together and put her eye to the eye-piece.
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