’ Gerald sat back in his chair, thinking hard. "I cannot—dare not injure him," rejoined Trenchard, with a haggard look, and sinking, as if paralysed, into a chair. They sat on a wooden bench that overlooked the less aromatic part of the lake, deeper and not as frequented by geese. " "To-morrow will be too late," said Sheppard, moodily. There was granite in her face and agate in her eyes. ’ ‘Your husband?’ Gerald tutted.
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