She turned on the lad with her, who was visibly relieved. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. Sir John was not used to such glances, and he liked them. No wonder that Trenchard, as he gazed at this fearful being, should have some misgivings cross him. White, my landlady, believes his story.
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