. "I cannot—dare not injure him," rejoined Trenchard, with a haggard look, and sinking, as if paralysed, into a chair. "Stop!" groaned Blueskin. The joy that filled her veins with throbbing fire urged her to rise and go swinging and whirling and dipping.
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