Trenchard glanced at the document. While he was thus occupied, he felt a rough grasp upon his arm, and presently afterwards Ben's lips approached close to his ear. The door into the passage offered itself with an irresistible invitation—the one alternative to a public, inexplicable passion of weeping. ‘No more, Saling, no more,’ said Mrs Sindlesham in accents of exhaustion.
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