For some seconds of voluminous thinking they looked at the ring between them, and neither spoke. So, by way of gaining time, he resolved to question him further. The proa bore away to the northwest out of which it had come. “By-the-bye,” he said, presently, “your sister was married to old Ferringhall the other day, wasn’t she? I saw the notice in the papers. The charm of innocence breathes around her, as fragrance is diffused by the flower, sanctifying her lightest thought and action, and shielding her, like a spell, from the approach of evil.
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