"Sir!" exclaimed Winifred, rising. "The lash cuts to the bone. ” She shivered. ‘Doesn’t she, Gerald?’ Gerald held up his hands. . No sooner had Trenchard crossed the threshold than a fierce barking was heard at the farther extremity of the passage, and, the next moment, a couple of mastiffs of the largest size rushed furiously towards him. She kissed Cathy's soft cheek as she entered the warm kitchen. ‘You’ve cause to be grateful to Gerald, then. His diminutive hand flew out from behind his back like a wounded bird.
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