“It’s his birthday. " "Are you man, or fiend?" exclaimed Trenchard, staring at the stranger, as he concluded his narration. " "Don't scold him, father," interposed Thames; "he's been frightened enough already. "I beg your pardon!… A bit rocky this morning…. She never touched the manuscript with pencil, but jotted down her notes on slips of paper and left them where he might easily find them. She ran to the lamp and extinguished it. ‘But how do you come here?’ ‘Down on a routine patrol, unluckily for you,’ he answered grimly.
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