’ Colour suffused the man’s face. The blast once more swept over the agitated river: whirled off the sheets of foam, scattered them far and wide in rain-drops, and left the raging torrent blacker than before. A stack of chimneys, on the house above them, had yielded to the storm, and descended in a shower of bricks and stones. Ramage stood up, and suddenly turned the key in the door in an off-hand manner. Why doesn’t she marry? Plenty of money under her father’s will. " "Why, what'll you do?" demanded the turnkey. " "Before I leave this place, I must see my mother. “How well and jolly you must be feeling. It fell with a clatter to the floor.
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