Chapter Seven ‘Oh, my God,’ burst from Gerald. " "Bring your story to an end, Sir," said Trenchard who had listened to the recital with mingled emotions of rage and fear. "This suspense is worse than torture. ” “It’s an unrest—a longing—What’s that?” The waiter had intervened. " "And, what good would that do?" replied Ireton, sarcastically.
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