"
The girl fished into the bottle for an olive. His pride, however, would not
suffer him to interfere with their proceedings; much less could he bring himself
to acknowledge that he had been in the wrong, and entreat Lady Trafford to
remain, though he was well aware that her life might be endangered if she
travelled by night. Never mind. Her heart was beating
with quite unaccustomed vigour, her hands were hot, she was conscious of a
warmth in her blood which the summer sunshine was scarcely responsible for. She stood face to face with him, and his voice cut across her speech and made
her stop abruptly. "Trenchard," he muttered; "Aliva Trenchard—they were right, then, as to the
name.
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