He did not come out of his chloroform coma and sailed weakly to his death. " "From whom?" vociferated Trenchard. ’ He regarded her thoughtfully. Horrible memories of things seen beneath the microscope of the baser forms of life crawled across her mind and set her shuddering with imagined irritations. Nothing but the constraint of social usage now linked him to her. The real tragedy—which he sensed and toward which he was always reaching—eluded all his verbal skill.
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