“Where am I?” he muttered. "I had a terrible dream last night. There haven't been so many ladies in the Lodge since the days of Claude Du Val, the gentleman highwayman; and they all declare it'll break their hearts if he's scragged. Wanted her out of the way because he had been afraid of her, afraid of himself! He, at fifty-four! Then into this void poured a flaming anger, a blind and unreasoning anger. No wonder that Trenchard, as he gazed at this fearful being, should have some misgivings cross him. It was red and chapped. There are a thousand questions I'd like to ask you, but I sha'n't ask them.
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