CHAPTER XIV. The Trenchard estates will likewise be mine, for Sir Rowland is no more, and the youth, Thames, will never again see daylight. Both carried packages of books and magazines. Of course he hadn't played the game wisely. ‘Let it fall!’ ‘Brute!’ she spat, struggling, and he knew at once he had guessed aright. She inhaled a deep breath of air—London air. Seventeen hours, sixteen hours. In a momentary fury she seized and tore in pieces the study which remained upon the easel. It was after all a momentary affair. She repeated this breathlessly. She tried to compose her thoughts, to think of the last six months, to steep herself in the calm beauty of the surroundings. They are used to me, they only cry because they have become so used to being here.
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