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Her evident terror and distress reinforced the tale he told. You cannot draw. An immediate halt took place. I’ll need you to go back to the barracks and fetch more men up to town. Only her face was clear, frail and delicate, almost flower-like, with the sad haunting eyes ever watching his. You refuse me your confidence. " "Who are they?" inquired Sheppard. —'Why, hang every bailiff that sets a foot in your territories, and you're safe,' says I. By your father, Sir Montacute Trenchard's will, you are aware,—and, therefore, I need not repeat it, except for the special purpose I have in view,—you are aware, I say, that, by this will, in case your sister Aliva, died without issue, or, on the death of such issue, the property reverts to Constance and her issue. It was clear she wanted to get away from home, that she was impatient to get away from home. The entrance was barred against them; and they had the additional mortification of hearing Sheppard's loud laughter at their discomfiture. But she was only able to save a corner of the letter. She fluttered it with a trembling hand, averting her eyes from his, and he could hear her uneven breath behind it. This was what he missed. " CHAPTER XIX.
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