Everything in his favour—the luck of the gods! The only white men
were miles down the coast. “You remember our first meeting?”
“Yes,” he answered hoarsely. But
somehow he could not bring any of these affairs to an orderly end. Being in a great
hurry, he took little heed where he set his feet; and a board giving way, he must
have fallen, if he had not grasped a large plank laid upon the transverse beam
immediately over his head. need me a little?"
"Not a little, but a great deal. 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. One small wing lay at the north of the
gate, where Giltspur Street Compter now stands; and the Press Yard, which was
detached from the main building, was situated at the back of Phoenix Court. What
was to happen now? She turned to Roding quickly.
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