" "Poor child!" muttered Trenchard, abstractedly; "the whole scene upon the river is passing before me. The intoxicating sense of novelty had given place to a more business-like mood. As she talked, the drift and significance of what she was saying shaped itself slowly to Ann Veronica’s apprehension. He had done it. The wound lay open for five seconds, and then closed neatly as if it had been stitched by invisible hands. If we were set upon I could not defend you.
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