He knew that tragedy was as blind as justice, that it struck the child and the grown-up impartially. " "Ha!" ejaculated Trenchard. 2. ” He strode away and vanished in the gathering fog. “Just like old times,” she thought sardonically. He had pictured her, if indeed she had ever had the courage to do this thing, as sitting alone, convulsed with guilty fear, starting at her own shadow, a slave to constant terror. With trembling fingers she opened the post-bag. ‘Go on up to the boy, my dear. “Queer letters he writes,” she said.
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