"
"Wood!" exclaimed Trenchard,—"of Wych Street?"
"The same. “Very likely. She had become
neutral towards him and he had used the lesson to try to
advance himself. He wriggled underneath her heaving body, pinned like
an insect. “We are, or rather we were, so much alike then
that the portrait of either of us would have done for the other. One night, she drew
close to him in bed, trying to warm herself by embracing
his back. "
"My confessor!" ejaculated the knight, in the extremity of surprise; "has he
betrayed his sacred trust?"
"He has," replied the other, grinning; "and this will be a caution to you in future,
how you confide a secret of consequence to a priest. "I know
you'll not deceive me. Manning. Monsieur Charvill, he is also my cousin.
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