No wonder that Trenchard, as he gazed at this fearful being, should have some misgivings cross him. You will find proofs of the bloody deed in his room. ” Sir John breathed a long deep sigh. Mr. " "It's mine, I'll be sworn," rejoined Wood. "Shall I never banish those horrible phantoms from my couch—the father with his bleeding breast and dripping hair!—the mother with her wringing hands and looks of vengeance and reproach!—And must another be added to their number—their son! Horror!—let me be spared this new crime! And yet the gibbet—my name tarnished—my escutcheon blotted by the hangman!—No, I cannot submit to that. I pity her from the bottom of my heart. ” “Excellent,” Sir John declared. “Very much as usual,” said Ramage. With delicate touch he rescued all that was possible of them, and made a careful little parcel. As in all things, so his thoughts came to him deliberately.
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