" Trenchard took up a pen. Her hair once more was arranged with its old simplicity. The bed was hard beyond any experience of hers, the bed-clothes coarse and insufficient, the cell at once cold and stuffy. Besides," he added cynically, "it is said that God watches over fools and drunken men. Our men had him fast, held down in a chair. It fell to the ground and smoked ominously. Wood's bed-chamber—it was locked, with the key left in it.
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