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God forgive you!" "May He, indeed, forgive me!" returned Trenchard, crossing himself devoutly; "but my guilt is not the less heavy, because your child escaped. You’ll have to find someone else. " "Of course," rejoined Kneebone, a little maliciously, "but that's easily accounted for. He has escaped. Probably something he had eaten. " "One word before I go," urged Blueskin. She set her fingers in the hair and tugged, drawing him to a sitting posture and stooping so that her eyes would be on the level with his when he awoke. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled.
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