"He lives at Dollis Hill, a beautiful
spot near Willesden, about four or five miles from town, where he has taken a
farm. Unmindful of the terrors of the night, unscared by the danger
that threatened him, Rowland consigned his sister's husband and his sister's child
to the waves. "I cannot—dare not injure him," rejoined Trenchard, with a haggard look, and
sinking, as if paralysed, into a chair. "It looks as though, we should go together," he said, pulling her toward him. “Am I hurting you?” She asked. He was sitting back from the table now, with one arm over the back of his
green chair and the other resting on the little table. I can fairly understand Ruth; but
you…!"
"Have you ever been so lonely that the soul of you cried in anguish? Twentyfour hours a day to think in, alone?… Perhaps I did not want to go mad from
loneliness. G. There is scarcely one chance in a dozen of saving his life; there would be
none at all if he were moved.
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