All this was the work of a minute. To her chagrin, he ignored her, and turned a venomous eye on his betrothed. "
"More blood! more blood!" cried Trenchard, passing his hand with agony across
his brow. Let him not bear the weight of my punishment. "
"From some of your associates?"
"From your uncle, from my uncle,—Sir Rowland Trenchard. "
"And leave you thus?" rejoined Jack. "
"Your arrival was most providential," said Jack. The big gray spaces of London, the shop-lit, greasy, shining streets, had
become very remote; the biological laboratory with its work and emotions, the
meetings and discussions, the rides in hansoms with Ramage, were like things in
a book read and closed. ”
“Excellent,” Sir John declared.
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