God forgive you!" "May He, indeed, forgive me!" returned Trenchard, crossing himself devoutly; "but my guilt is not the less heavy, because your child escaped. Vexation at his folly in suffering himself to be thus entrapped kept Wood for a short time silent. Clotilde’s stunning green eyes were reflected in the gazes of the tender young children, but their faces had been hollow and sunken, their hair matted, and their clothing in bad need of repair. CHAPTER XIII. “Well,” he said at last slowly, “I’ll pay it. Do you know much of his background?’ ‘Only that he is, or was, related to the Vicomte de Valade. I’d take it— forgive me if I seem a little urgent—as a sort of proof of friendliness. "Oh! nothin' partickler—mere curossity," replied Terence. ” She paused. She silently willed him to stop his pacing, to calm down.
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