A deep dread calm, like that which precedes a thunderstorm, now prevailed amongst the assemblage. She thought of her father in the garden, and of her aunt with her Patience, as she had seen them—how many ages was it ago? Just one day intervened. He made his speech a little elaborately. You don't want me to spoil the story, do you?" "No. " Half an hour later she laid aside the book.
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