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Kneebone in a conciliatory tone. "I cannot—dare not injure him," rejoined Trenchard, with a haggard look, and sinking, as if paralysed, into a chair. She drank her glass of wine, however, and clanked glasses good-naturedly with Mr. But some day she would find a place to love: there would be rosy apples on the boughs, and there would be flurries of snow blowing into her face. You’d better not have all the money on you; you had better open a small account in the postoffice and draw it out a fiver at a time.
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