God forgive you!" "May He, indeed, forgive me!" returned Trenchard, crossing himself devoutly; "but my guilt is not the less heavy, because your child escaped. ’ A panel slid open and she stepped into the relative light of the little dressingroom, Kimble close behind her. ’ ‘Then leave me to guard myself, and do not ask me questions any more,’ she snapped, and crouched down suddenly, searching about for her dagger. . On the left lay the heights of Hampstead, studded with villas, while farther off a hazy cloud marked the position of the metropolis. CHAPTER XIX.
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