" "Wood!" exclaimed Trenchard,—"of Wych Street?" "The same. ‘Lover’s tiff indeed. Having ascertained that a vessel sails for France from the river at daybreak to-morrow morning, I have secured a passage in her, and have already had the few effects I possess, conveyed on board. Wood in a sharp tone. " "Who told you this is his portrait?" demanded Trenchard.
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