" "So it seems," observed the woollen-draper, "and for every one else, too. “Did they ever try it for themselves?” He wrestled his chin between her thighs as she tried to squeeze her legs shut upon his ears. The ripple of the water against the boat, as its keel cleaves through the stream—the darkling current hurrying by—the indistinctly-seen craft, of all forms and all sizes, hovering around, and making their way in ghostlike silence, or warning each other of their approach by cries, that, heard from afar, have something doleful in their note—the solemn shadows cast by the bridges—the deeper gloom of the echoing arches—the lights glimmering from the banks—the red reflection thrown upon the waves by a fire kindled on some stationary barge—the tall and fantastic shapes of the houses, as discerned through the obscurity;—these, and other sights and sounds of the same character, give a sombre colour to the thoughts of one who may choose to indulge in meditation at such a time and in such a place. "Was I out of my head?" "Yes. Very good. Get a license—just an idea of mine. ” “You will make me horribly conceited,” he answered. ‘But I’ve known that for years. We'll have him on his way before many days. She shook her head. “I am going to break a covenant,” he cried. CHAPTER XV.
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