It gave her joy to see them laughing, even though she was unsure of what she had done wrong. Spurling bit her lips to conceal her mirth. The storm burst upon them in its fury. Her mind left her. She had never been so happy to vomit. Let the law put its hand on his shoulder—if it could! But at present he was at liberty, and he purposed to remain in that state. ‘You’re only making things worse, you little idiot. I wonder. "I cannot—dare not injure him," rejoined Trenchard, with a haggard look, and sinking, as if paralysed, into a chair. He was in evening dress: swallow-tailed coat and white tie. Spurling, half aside. Finding all attempts at conversation with his companion in misfortune in vain, Wood, in order to distract his thoughts, looked up at the gigantic structure standing, like a wall of solid darkness, before him. The roof was partially untiled; the chimneys were tottering; the side-walls bulged, and were supported by a piece of timber propped against the opposite house; the glass in most of the windows was broken, and its place supplied with paper; while, in some cases, the very frames of the windows had been destroyed, and the apertures were left free to the airs of heaven. But we've got to cook up some kind of a story to protect her.
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