" "I do not doubt it," retorted Winifred, scornfully; "because I attach credit neither to one nor the other. "What proof have you of the truth of this story?" inquired Trenchard. All through that brief but measureless space of time during which wonder kept him silent, as fear did her, she cowered there, a limp helpless object. ” Part 4 They lay side by side in a shallow nest of turf and mosses among bowlders and stunted bushes on a high rock, and watched the day sky deepen to evening between the vast precipices overhead and looked over the tree-tops down the widening gorge. Nine years ago, I was honest—was happy.
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