The arm
about her was steel hard, and she felt the weapon that was placed at her heart,
which thumped uncomfortably in her chest. They were silent and no
longer observant, being more or less exhausted by the tedious action of the
chairs. ’
***
Everett, General Lord Charvill, master of a barony stretching over a wide estate
that encroached on the hundreds of Witham, Thurstable and Dengy, stood before
his own fireplace, glaring at his visitors from under bushy white brows from a
head held necessarily low above a back painfully bent by rheumatism. ToC
"How do you mean to act, Sir?" inquired Trenchard, as soon as they were left
alone. "Do you compare your love—a love which all may
purchase—with hers? No one has ever loved me.
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