. Anna sat with the face of a Sphinx— waiting. \"Yes, I'd love to go. 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. " "Poor child!" muttered Trenchard, abstractedly; "the whole scene upon the river is passing before me. ” Annabel pulled down her veil to hide the tears.
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