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Good-bye. Anna stood looking down upon her sister with grave perturbed face. From this singular collection Trenchard turned to regard its possessor, who was standing at a little distance from him, still engaged in earnest discourse with his attendant, and, as he contemplated his ruthless countenance, on which duplicity and malignity had set their strongest seals, he could not help calling to mind all he had heard of Jonathan's perfidiousness to his employers, and deeply regretting that he had placed himself in the power of so unscrupulous a miscreant. "Not I," replied Blueskin. There was a tearing sound and the cloth of her habit ripped apart as the smothered point drove through it, missing its intended target. “I think, aunt,” she said, “you might trust to my self-respect to keep me out of that. She put her hand in his to be squeezed.
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