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. And she would have rushed to him, if she had not been forcibly withheld by her son. ” He passed his hand wearily over his forehead. The thought allured him, and therein lay the danger. Everything was done in a genteel and ordinary way, but on the other hand, there was no lingering. Those who act wickedly bring misery on all connected with them. " He had now gained the high road. There was the cottage she had inhabited for so many years,—in those fields she had rambled,—at that church she had prayed. Shari was snoring soundly. With a curt command to her cavalier to get up on the box and give the direction to the interested coachman, he jumped in beside the girl and shut them both into privacy. “It’s the centre of the intellectuals.
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