Her voice recalled him. " "My God!" cried Trenchard, stunned by the intelligence, "I have killed her. My wife doesn’t understand, doesn’t understand now. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. The darkness was almost palpable; and the wind which, hitherto, had been blowing in gusts, was suddenly lulled. I have never spoken of these things to any human being. 1.
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