"Ah!" cried Wild, laying down his pen and looking up with a smile of satisfaction. She had neither the semi-boisterousness of the average American girl nor the chilling insolence of the English. Arrived at the audience-chamber, he set down the light upon a stand, threw open the door, and announced in a loud voice, but with the perfect intonation of the person he represented,—"Sir Rowland Trenchard.
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