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The evenings were beginning to draw out, and it would not be dark for an hour. Will you not, brother?" "Promise," said a deep voice in Trenchard's ear. Does it?” “I think it does. She went into shock. “In a sense—yes. He held in his hands many threads. ‘Inside, miss!’ ‘But what is it?’ ‘Quick! We need the major. While they were thus occupied, a maid-servant entered the room, and stated that a person was without who had a packet for Captain Darrell, which must be delivered into his own hands. “Ye Gods!” she said at last.
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