I was happy to oblige them, I had grown sick of the heat of the south and all the miserable sun. She wrote it down. Her mind turned to her own future, the endless trickle of years. “Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if you care for them, and leave the room. "That's a good story, lad. But he has since acquitted you of any share in it. Marry, come up! I'll show him what an injured wife can do. 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.
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