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” He said. “But how is it all going to end?” said Mr. . "I will have it now," rejoined Trenchard, "or our agreement is void. Battle, murder, and sudden death—and an old chap like McClintock tuning his piano in the midst of it. She would not forgive me. I suppose you have come to see your granddaughter. Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart. I will make her my Grail, and some day, perhaps, if God wills, she shall become my wife!’” He looked very hard before him as he said this, and his voice was full of deep feeling.
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