Very well, I give up. "I cannot—dare not injure him," rejoined Trenchard, with a haggard look, and sinking, as if paralysed, into a chair. Her head had been shaved, and around it was swathed a piece of rag, in which a few straws were stuck. She pulled the door so that it was not quite to, and held out her hand, palm up. He wore a silk hat a little tilted, and a morning coat buttoned round a tight, contained figure; and a white slip gave a finish to his costume and endorsed the quiet distinction of his tie.
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