Most of the vessels lying in the river were driven from their moorings, dashed tumultuously against each other, or blown ashore. “Perhaps for me,” she added, with a sudden wistful look out of the bare high window, “a night of beginnings. "You're only twenty—not legally of age. You shall hear from me to-morrow. "If things had gone smoothly," he thought, "I should have cursed the fellow's stupidity.
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