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He tore his gaze away, aware of the quickening of his heartbeat. ‘But you do not understand, mon ami. No sooner had Trenchard crossed the threshold than a fierce barking was heard at the farther extremity of the passage, and, the next moment, a couple of mastiffs of the largest size rushed furiously towards him. "You had better let me convey her to Dollis Hill," he said. The times were such that, with the opinions he entertained, he could not remain idle. She paused. She could not stir hand or foot. Earles himself stood upon the threshold of his sanctum, the prototype of the smart natty Jew, with black hair, waxed moustache, and a wired flower in his button-hole. "I cannot part with him," replied the widow, bursting into tears; "indeed, indeed, I cannot. " "Keep it," said Trenchard, haughtily. She silently willed him to stop his pacing, to calm down. “You understand, then,” he was saying, “you understand?” “I understand,” said Ann Veronica, tear-wet and flushed with a reciprocal passion, but standing up to him with an equality that amazed even herself, “I understand.
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