"Recollect you are in my power. She thought Alice a bit of a sneak, an opinion her brothers shared, and Gwen rather a snatch at meals. "Speak, or I fire!" "Well, if you will have it, it's Sir Rowland Trenchard. The hurricane had now reached its climax. "My coat!" he repeated, his glance burning into hers. She wondered wildly why she had stood up. At first she thought he was endeavouring to rid himself of the fleas, but after a time she came to understand that the muck had healing qualities and soothed the burning scratches made by his claws.
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