"I cannot—dare not injure him," rejoined Trenchard, with a haggard look, and
sinking, as if paralysed, into a chair. The brilliant sunshine poured through the window, effecting an oblong block of
mote-swimming light. He stood with his hands in
his pockets looking at Miss Klegg’s back. “Do you think it is fair of you to
persecute me just now?”
“It is not persecution, Anna,” he answered gently. She thought of her father in the garden, and of her aunt with her Patience, as she
had seen them—how many ages was it ago? Just one day intervened. "
"All right, teacher; I'll shave and comb my hair. His absence was thought by the charitable to be from grief. ’
Mischief overtook Melusine. I’ll see you Seventh Period!”
She said, quickly ducking into the English Room. ‘I have the means to compel
you.
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