"I will not submit to be thus interrogated," said Winifred, angrily. " "Who are you?" ejaculated Trenchard, scarcely able to credit his senses. ’ ‘That’s right,’ agreed the militiaman, coming forward to stand before her. There were perches inside where she could crouch and labyrinths underneath where she could hide. I came to see you on my own account. But you need not fear,’ she added, shaking him off. Wood, contemptuously. She had never been able to discover where her father had hidden his shaving mirror.
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