"I cannot—dare not injure him," rejoined Trenchard, with a haggard look, and sinking, as if paralysed, into a chair. Meanwhile, she was spirited away from John and bombarded by half-familiar people who attempted to chat with her above the roar of the crowd. The night was now advancing, and the party began to think of separating. Blueskin, however, was not unattended. "We'll give them the slip yet, and hang that butcherly thief-taker upon his own gibbet. The idea of this sudden reluctance was elusive; the fact was evident but not the reason for it.
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