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Ascending the stairs, and conducting them along a sombre gallery, in which Trenchard noticed that every door was painted black, and numbered, he stopped at the entrance of a chamber; and, selecting a key from the bunch at his girdle, unlocked it. “It is not that. "I am as God made me. They sat down in a covered pavilion that housed a grimy picnic table and a dingy fire pit. I'll cable to-night, and in a few days we'll have some news. What else could he do? You can’t kick up a scene on the spur of the moment in the face of such conflicting values as he had before him. But she did not believe he would do that. He turned back at once.
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