I must apologize, I suppose, for speaking to you, but your appearance certainly indicated that you were in some sort of trouble, and you were becoming—pardon me—an object of comment to the passers-by. " "How!" ejaculated Trenchard, starting back and drawing his sword. The place was gloomy, with its darkly panelled walls, but it was sparsely furnished. She felt he was going to say something more—something still more personal and intimate. But it don't much matter—though he's a devilish shrewd fellow, and might have helped me out of a difficulty, had any occurred. ‘Which is why I feel sure he will utterly repulse the girl, even if she is his granddaughter.
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