" "Proceed, Sir," said Trenchard, breathing hard. She made herself serenely unaware of his existence, though it may be it was his presence that sent her by the field detour instead of by the direct path up the Avenue. Besides, how am I to ride home without them?" "Don't distress yourself," returned Jack, "you shall walk. " "She? My God, the pity of it! She knows nothing of life. A shaft of searing heat plunged downward. As she approached the corner of the Avenue the blond, no-hatted man in gray flannels appeared. " "Traitor!" cried Sir Rowland—"damned—double-dyed traitor!" "Away with him," vociferated Jonathan to his myrmidons, who, having surrounded Trenchard, hurried him off to the coach before he could utter another word,—"first to Mr.
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