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I proceeded to Manchester, to investigate the matter further, and when there ascertained, beyond a doubt, that you were the eldest daughter of Sir Montacute Trenchard. She guarded her mother, or at least she had liked to think so. But he has never been near her—never. He could scarcely blame her. One side of the face was white with foamy lather and the other ruddy-cheeked and blue-jawed. I see that I am a beast—I beg your pardon, bête—and an imbecile, and an idiot. I am glad you found me. Moving swiftly to the end of the corridor, he pushed open a door at random and entered a large room, which looked to have been a saloon, judging from the faded gilt and crimson wall-paper, a mirror above the fireplace which was surrounded by an ornate gilded frame, now sadly tarnished, and a worn Chippendale sofa with striped upholstery and tasselled cushions. His sister appeared. ‘And all to help me. "What is he gone there for?" "With a message to the turnkey to look after his prisoner," replied Wild, with a cunning smile. . "Because I knew what you wanted me for!" answered Thames firmly. Gerald noted the lady’s eyes brighten as she caught sight of him making his way through the throng towards her. The sense of publicity, of people coming and going about them, kept them both unemotional.
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