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"Keep it," said Trenchard, haughtily. ‘Left to yourself, my girl, you may not have any affairs. ” She leaned against the back
wall of the place, sinking slowly. Just as they reached the eastern outlet of the churchyard—
where the tall elms cast a pleasant shade over the rustic graves—a momentary
stoppage took place. As she drew off her skirt she felt something in the pocket, and
remembered the letter which the commissionaire at the Carlton had given her. “What of her? Have you quarrelled with her?”
The girl shook her head. ’
Mrs Chalkney lifted her brows. On the contrary, he was a universal favourite,
and numbered amongst his intimate acquaintances the choicest spirits of the
time,—Pope, Swift, Arbuthnot, and "all the better brothers. He advanced a step towards her. We all love you dearly. It was
instantly burst open, when the horrible stench that issued from it convinced them
that it must be a receptacle for the murdered victims of the thief-taker. The room was worse than pokey, it was shabby; and the view from the
window, of chimney pots and slate roofs, wholly uninspiring. ’
Gerald smiled. I couldn’t rest or eat or sleep. She meant to leave anyway, or so
she would tell herself later.
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