" "Poor child!" muttered Trenchard, abstractedly; "the whole scene upon the river is passing before me. True, on board the ships she had watched young men from afar, but only with that normal curiosity which is aroused in the presence of any new species. “For my own part I have come fully now into my inheritance. We wore invisible chains and invisible blinkers. And it’s no good pretending there is one when there isn’t.
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