” He plunged into one of his drawers, and brought up a small gold-foiled bottle. I want to give you time to think. This hand consigned him to destruction, but another was stretched forth to save him. You can’t do that sort of thing unless you do it over religion, and there’s no religion in me—of that sort—worth a rap. He moved, after quiet intervals, with a quick little movement, and ever and again stroked his small mustache and coughed a selfconscious cough. " "Murder him!" cried Trenchard shuddering.
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