" "May I trust you?" hesitated Thames. \" Diane Vorsack chirped with the grin of a Cheshire Cat, extending her right hand in greeting. "You are the son of Sir Montacute Trenchard, of Ashton-Hall, near Manchester. ” He held out his hand obediently. But with Gosse and the woman in prison here, there is always the chance that the whole affair may be raked up all over again. He stood with his hands in his pockets looking at Miss Klegg’s back. “Why not?” Lady Lescelles answered.
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