’ Fury rippled again. The blast once more swept over the agitated river: whirled off the sheets of foam, scattered them far and wide in rain-drops, and left the raging torrent blacker than before. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. For heaven’s sake, give him some Madeira or something, Gerald! Anything to calm him down. It was a pity people had to eat food. I have always managed to survive, haven’t I?” She was eager to stop talking about her parents. ” “But didn’t Alice want to marry Doctor Ralph?” “Oh, ssh, Vee!” said her mother, with an evasion as patent as an advertisement board.
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