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Hold the chopper away from you, like this. I just wanted a breath of air. Hist!’ he added, as he turned his head and noticed Alderley’s glance. 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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