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" "Who told you this is his portrait?" demanded Trenchard. Cocking the gun. Her eyes followed him. I would not have him know—now—for the world. "Go!" said Lady Trafford; "it is my last request. Hist!" cried he, as a scream was heard from without. 59 He was not present during the night the next morning, or the next, or the next.
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