" "Never fear," replied Thames, taking up his hat. Gods! what it must be to pour out strong, splendid verse—mighty lines! mighty lines! If I do, Ann Veronica, it will be you. Each wing had a small cupola; and, in the centre of the pile rose a larger dome, surmounted by a gilded ball and vane. E. Was she so fearful still? Roding shrugged and grimaced. But—It’s just this: who was to be hurt?” “I wish no one had to be hurt,” said Ann Veronica. The bars dropped noiselessly and slowly down, till the chain tightened at the staple. I picked up her handkerchief on the floor. It was fortunate that by this time Winifred had so far recovered, as to be able to afford her father the best and only solace that, under the circumstances, he could have received,—her personal attentions.
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