“John’s here. Living, he knew that he would never send that letter. 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. What a mercy that the blow aimed at her by the ruffian, Wild, though it brought her to the brink of the grave, should have restored her to reason! Ah! she stirs. ‘But I’m hanged if I know why you find it so amusing. Wood in a sharp tone.
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