She sought hastily in her mind for a
plausible answer to an obvious question that didn’t come. ‘I do not know how you think you may help me,’ she said slowly. She put her hand in his to be squeezed. It was fortunate that by this time Winifred had so far
recovered, as to be able to afford her father the best and only solace that, under
the circumstances, he could have received,—her personal attentions. She was acquiring truths, but in a
series of shocks rather than by the process of analysis. Sir Rowland," he added, in a
deep whisper, "do you agree to my terms?"
"I do," answered Trenchard, in the same tone. Wood, softening her asperity.
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