"No Mohocks! No Scourers!" cried the mob. Wood's at Dollis Hill, wholly unsuspicious of any designs against him, and, in fact, entirely ignorant of your being acquainted with his return, or even of his existence. As usual Brendon lit the candles, and Sydney dragged out the spiritlamp and set it going. But he was always forcing her to say and do such unexpectedly conclusive things. "I cannot—dare not injure him," rejoined Trenchard, with a haggard look, and sinking, as if paralysed, into a chair.
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