” “You are sure that he asked for me—not for Annabel?” “Certain,” Courtlaw answered. " "Traitor!" cried Sir Rowland—"damned—double-dyed traitor!" "Away with him," vociferated Jonathan to his myrmidons, who, having surrounded Trenchard, hurried him off to the coach before he could utter another word,—"first to Mr. CHAPTER XV. Some day I shall come back, and I will show you on canvas the things which have come to me up here amongst the eternal silence. It was an excuse, dredged up on the spur of the moment to cover a slip.
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