Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. Anna turned deliberately away from the bedside. "While I live you are safe," rejoined Trenchard; "after my death I can answer for nothing. His pulses beat fast as he walked, his feet fell lightly upon the pavement. Courtlaw for his true verdict, and he gave it me.
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