Wood, whose loss I shall ever deplore. He fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him, whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss. ” He went to the window and fidgeted with the blind, looking out to where the tree-tops of Regent’s Park showed distantly over the houses. Also she remembered very vividly the smell of orange blossom, and Alice, drooping and spiritless, mumbling responses, facing Doctor Ralph, while the Rev. Entering the Lodge, the first person he beheld was Austin, who was only just up, and whose toilette appeared scarcely completed. After dinner Ann Veronica went into the drawing-room with Miss Stanley, and her father went up to his den for his pipe and pensive petrography. “It’s like this,” he said, and dragged a stool beside her and sat down with his elbow four inches from hers and made a sketch. " "Well, that's fine. “Not too bad.
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