The door to the library burst open. The music throbbed into the warnings that preceded the king’s irruption. " "Is he alive!" vociferated Trenchard. He glanced out of the window, looked back at the major and grasped the handle of the door. It had ceased raining, but the atmosphere was moist and chill, and the ground deluged by the recent showers. “I have the right to be here. Are you now satisfied?" "No," interposed Wood, furiously, "I shall never be satisfied till I see you hanged on the highest gibbet at Tyburn. And, mind! no prevaricating—nothing but the truth will satisfy me.
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