Each manuscript was like the other: the same lovely treatment of an unlovely subject. She looked paler than ever; but her countenance, though bewildered, did not exhibit the alarm which might naturally have been anticipated from the strange and perplexing scene presented to her view. “Your father,” he said, “remarked that all’s well that ends well, and that he was disposed to let bygones be bygones. He became ugly and monstrous, dunning her, threatening her, assailing her. To the practised eye of the waterman matters wore a very different air. ” He too rose.
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