Oh! you haven't got the key—then I must have it, I suppose. . He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a tongue over dry lips. Anyhow, they didn’t run about so much. Michelle looked at Lucy knowingly. He stopped short with a little exclamation of surprise. It did not take a mind reader to glean that she had suddenly gained the boy’s obsessive attention. Trenchard glanced at the document. Sheppard, with a laugh that cut the ears of those who listened to it like a razor,—"Do not despair! And who or what shall give me comfort when my son is gone? I have wept till my eyes are dry,—suffered till my heart is broken,—prayed till the voice of prayer is dumb,—and all of no avail.
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