"
"Keep it," said Trenchard, haughtily. He had
something across his knees. ’
‘But I am not stopping you from carrying on your business. His body had been maimed many times. To tell you the
truth, he spoke to me very seriously upon the subject. A vast indifference settled down upon him. ” It was her last
evening in that wrappered life against which she had rebelled. Bulging out more in the
middle than at the two extremities, it resembled an enormous cask set on its end,
—a sort of Heidelberg tun on a large scale,—and this resemblance was increased
by the small circular aperture—it hardly deserved to be called a door—pierced,
like the bung-hole of a barrell, through the side of the structure, at some distance
from the ground, and approached by a flight of wooden steps. “What nonsense is this? What raving! My dear child, you DO live, you DO
exist! You have this home. A glance sufficed to show the young man how
matters stood.
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