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‘You! Have you pen and paper?’ ‘Pen and paper now, is it?’ grumbled the old man as he shuffled down the hall. I’d rather starve!” For a moment the conversation hung upon that declaration. I waited until he was asleep and then I tied him up with some duct tape and some old rope he had in the shed. "Aw, piffle!" he said, half aloud and rather disgustedly, as he stepped out into the sunshine. About this time,—namely, in November, 1703— while young Trenchard was in Lancashire, and his sister in London, on a visit, he received a certain communication from his confidential servant, Davies, which, at once, destroyed his hopes. Don’t try to shield anybody or hide anything.
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