Many a black veil hid a high-born dame, and the religious habit was no protection. Stimulated by the promise of something handsome to drink, the man acquitted himself to admiration in the management of his lazy cattle. " "Sir Rowland is dead," replied Jonathan, gloomily. He was profoundly stirred. " "Lord bless us! you alarm me. Little by little the pool cleared, the whims vanished: so that both Ruth and the doctor, by the middle of the third week, began to accept Spurlock's actions as normal, whereas there was still a mote or two which declined to settle, still a kink in the gray matter that refused to straighten out.
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