” The note of his own voice exasperated him. He looked at Hilary and nodded. ‘But for how long?’ Lady Bicknacre asked apprehensively. “She is living there now,” she remarked. "I cannot—dare not injure him," rejoined Trenchard, with a haggard look, and sinking, as if paralysed, into a chair. “Annabel,” she said slowly, “if I fight this thing out myself, can I trust you that it will not be a vain sacrifice? After what you have said it is useless for us to play with words.
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