" "My God!" cried Trenchard, stunned by the intelligence, "I have killed her. She longed to allow him to kiss her again, to touch her again. Satisfied with his scrutiny, he produced a pocket-flask, and taking off the silver cup with which it was mounted, filled it with the contents of the flask, and then seizing the thin arm of the sleeper, rudely shook it. The moment she entered the room and he rose, she felt that she was immediately consigned to the circle of strangers; and it emptied her heart of its joy and filled it with diffidence. It was the size of my palm. Then she moved towards the door. Now he lay there, a doubled-up mass, with ugly distorted features, and a dark wet stain dripping slowly on to the carpet. "As long as I live, I'll never forget that dress of hers," Prudence declared. Restraining with an effort his intense curiosity, he talked of general subjects only, trying his best to entertain her.
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