” Lucy replied. ” Then he went on to say: “Well, you’ve had your little adventure, and I hope now you’ve had enough of it. " At this allusion to his leader, a shudder passed through Blueskin's athletic frame. “John! Welcome! Happy Thanksgiving!” Cathy cried, ushering him deeper into the house. “I wonder,” she began, presently, “why I love you—and love you so much?. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. All this juncture, a thundering crash was heard against the side of the bridge. “It’s THE Society!” said Miss Miniver.
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