“That’s a weird name. "
"Are you ready?" said Trenchard, striding towards the door. ”
“Out with it, then,” he cried, almost roughly. "I could almost forgive the wretch
the injury he did me in depriving me of my poor dear wife—No, not quite that,"
he added, a little confused. She rose at once with a little
exclamation, half of surprise, half of pleasure. She visited the corner that had been her own
little garden—her forget-me-nots and candytuft had long since been elbowed
into insignificance by weeds; she visited the raspberry-canes that had sheltered
that first love affair with the little boy in velvet, and the greenhouse where she
had been wont to read her secret letters. Her eyes were wide open
with amazement.
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