" "Who are you?" ejaculated Trenchard, scarcely able to credit his senses. “We’re here to take your foster daughter down to the station to ask her a few questions sir. She distinctly shivered as he forced her to look at him. ‘You don’t mean to say she’s here?’ ‘Was,’ Gerald corrected. ” “Annabel! Annabel!” Annabel stamped her foot. She rested her head upon his shoulder. ” Lucy implored. On this side of the canal she has no place to go. Returning to the churchyard, he walked round it; and on the western side, near a small yew-tree discovered a new-made grave.
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