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‘What do you do here?’ demanded the young lady, moving to meet him. —Your father, Sir Montacute Trenchard, who had been a loyal subject of King James the Second, and borne arms in his service, on the abdication of that monarch, turned his back upon the Stuarts, and would never afterwards recognise their claims to the crown. I'll lay my life he's gone. Instead, she laughed, laughed with lips and eyes, laughed till the tears ran down her cheeks. To walk beside him, dressed akin to him, rucksacked and companionable, was bliss in itself; each step she took was like stepping once more across the threshold of heaven. The performance over, he relaxed and closed his eyes. But I don’t think she lays hold of one so. Vaguely she heard the distinctive sound of male voices as she saw Gosse dive towards the fateful pew. Being in a great hurry, he took little heed where he set his feet; and a board giving way, he must have fallen, if he had not grasped a large plank laid upon the transverse beam immediately over his head. Grace-church Street was entirely deserted, except by a few stragglers, whose curiosity got the better of their fears; or who, like the carpenter, were compelled to proceed along it.
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