He dragged it out, and perceiving, in spite of the decayed frame, that it was the body of Sir Rowland Trenchard, commanded his attendants to convey it up stairs—an order which was promptly obeyed. ‘Then mayhap this will persuade you!’ With a scrape of steel, he drew his sword from its scabbard. I’m like a creature just wakened up. ‘Do you think I do not know? If this pig has not done so, there would be no need for me to do it. Not MY affair. They were the same.
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