Aware of his father's inflexibility of purpose, he set his wits to work to defeat the design. "I cannot—dare not injure him," rejoined Trenchard, with a haggard look, and sinking, as if paralysed, into a chair. His hand went to his pocket and extracted a neat silver-mounted pistol. She had never been so happy to vomit. Had she too been flying from something and had accepted this method of escape? But what frying-pan could be equal to this fire? All this led him back to the original circle. " "Couldn't … couldn't I go with you this afternoon?" "Too hot. Then he sat down and filled his pipe slowly and thoughtfully. He appeared to be strangely uncommunicative, though I tried to draw him out.
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