" "Agreed. The man was dangerous. He felt hands tugging at him, mysterious creatures with long fingers and sharp nails that pulled at his flesh. His appearance excited the greatest astonishment and consternation amid the group. At this point Lucy, in an effort perhaps—foolhardy, in Gerald’s opinion—to pour oil on troubled waters, rose swiftly to her feet and came towards the old man, her hand held out. He dragged it out, and perceiving, in spite of the decayed frame, that it was the body of Sir Rowland Trenchard, commanded his attendants to convey it up stairs—an order which was promptly obeyed. Besides, she will do no such thing. It's a long time since we met, eight years and more. “I wrote it for you.
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