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” She answered. Wood fancied he recognised. " Trenchard took up a pen. He got out in much the same way from the Gatehouse,—stole the keys, and passed through a room where I was sitting half-asleep in a chair. "I do not see him. He saw the colossal selfishness of his act; but he could not beg off on the plea of abnormality. Cautiously stepping outside, he looked up towards the terrace. ‘Aye, sir.
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