’ A strangled sob escaped her as his thumb dug cruelly into the soft flesh of her wrist. Sheppard. ” She repeated, as if she answered an objector: “A sort of blacklegging. There’s hardly a night she doesn’t sneak out of the house. She did not have to investigate that his door was locked. " "What right have you to suppose this, Sir?" demanded Trenchard, sternly. She made a curious movement toward her niece, then suddenly, convulsively, she dabbed down something lumpy on the table and turned to follow her brother.
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