" "Poor child!" muttered Trenchard, abstractedly; "the whole scene upon the river is passing before me. The next page was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his face, or what she had remembered of it. “You poor child!” he said; “don’t you see the infinite folly of these proceedings? Think! Think of the love and affection you abandon! Think of your aunt, a second mother to you. . ‘Like you?’ ‘But I am not French. But don't let my name frighten you. So I packed up and came to London next day. ” And then he speculated.
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