For a few days she was fascinated by the place, exploring the moldy rooms, the weird treasures hiding in forgotten trousseaus. "I will have it now," rejoined Trenchard, "or our agreement is void. There was a flash and a loud report. "You've got to kill me to get out of here alive. It had ceased raining, but the atmosphere was moist and chill, and the ground deluged by the recent showers. "Is it poison?" she asked. "What shall I say? Shall I tell you, or shall I leave you in the dark—as I must always leave her? What shall I say except that I am accursed of men? Yes; I have loved something—her mother. The weather harmonized with their feelings. I tell you, if you do not help me this instant, you will find that your major he will very likely shoot you.
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