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" "Farewell, Jack," cried twenty voices. Never since I was a girl have I seen your father so moved. With this view he struck off into a narrow street on the left, and soon entered a small alehouse, over the door of which hung the sign of the "Welsh Trumpeter. ’ ‘Your groom? What for?’ ‘Get him to wait outside. Wood will be here presently. Arrived at the audience-chamber, he set down the light upon a stand, threw open the door, and announced in a loud voice, but with the perfect intonation of the person he represented,—"Sir Rowland Trenchard. His gray eyes were closed, his persimmon-colored lips open and panting. His horse, which had apparently gone to sleep, preferred to remain where he was. He laughed to hide his uneasiness.

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