” The tall young man dropped his eye-glass and smiled. "I cannot part with him," replied the widow, bursting into tears; "indeed, indeed, I cannot. A gaunt, powerful man: no feature of his face decided, and yet for all that it had the significance of a countenance hewn out of rock. "What proof have you of the truth of this story?" inquired Trenchard. "Forgive me—oh, forgive me!" "Forgive you—bless you!" she gasped. "Enschede!" he called.
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