" "How!" ejaculated Trenchard, starting back and drawing his sword. Chapter XXVIII THE HISSING OF “ALCIDE” There was a strange and ominous murmur of voices, a shuffling of feet in the gallery, a silence, which was like the silence before a storm. It was as if she had come upon the beautiful marble façade of a fairy palace, was invited to enter, and behind the door—nothing. On the way home he was still thoughtful. “I’m not coarse—no! But I’ve got no purity of mind—no real purity of mind. He shrugged and, to Gerald’s relief, made to leave at last.
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