But he could only utter an inarticulate exclamation. “A confusion of motives—that’s what I am!. " "What right have you to suppose this, Sir?" demanded Trenchard, sternly. He was content to watch her accepting compliments and gaudy bouquets full of red roses, white carnations, and purple statice.
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