"I cannot—dare not injure him," rejoined Trenchard, with a haggard look, and sinking, as if paralysed, into a chair. “I have been bearing this—for your sake. I am sure that he can be got rid of. Was he your natural father? Did you know him?” “No, I didn’t. It is different. She will die if she knows I have a gun. You are nothing of the sort. Put him in the stocks, and there let him sleep off his drunken fit.
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