" "Are you man, or fiend?" exclaimed Trenchard, staring at the stranger, as he concluded his narration. To make sure work of it, I'll superintend the job myself. I have written, called—of what avail is anything—against that look. Her sensitive ears could hear her foster mother snoring in front of the television.
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