“Thank God,” he exclaimed. For that matter, my future be damned. \" His brown eyes were tired and full of concern. But, as soon as he perceived who it was, he roused himself, and glared fiercely at the intruder from under his bent brows. About this time,—namely, in November, 1703— while young Trenchard was in Lancashire, and his sister in London, on a visit, he received a certain communication from his confidential servant, Davies, which, at once, destroyed his hopes.
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