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Page 58
Maria Nethercott. rushing to their fate , and the weird wailing of the wind round the house and through the apertures in the roof . I felt that if I were to be shut up here for one week , with nothing to gaze at but this view , and ...
Maria Nethercott. rushing to their fate , and the weird wailing of the wind round the house and through the apertures in the roof . I felt that if I were to be shut up here for one week , with nothing to gaze at but this view , and ...
Page 82
... wind has risen ! It blows a hur- ricane . We should have gone an hour ago . We've a long ride before us , and it's not safe to be out late these times . One might get shot from behind a hedge by some rascal , who thinks it the height of ...
... wind has risen ! It blows a hur- ricane . We should have gone an hour ago . We've a long ride before us , and it's not safe to be out late these times . One might get shot from behind a hedge by some rascal , who thinks it the height of ...
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... sea , and hear the wind roaring and shrieking louder than the loudest it ever roars and shrieks , and see the waves boiling , and swelling , and frothing , and struggling like - like - what I have never 86 VERNEY COURT :
... sea , and hear the wind roaring and shrieking louder than the loudest it ever roars and shrieks , and see the waves boiling , and swelling , and frothing , and struggling like - like - what I have never 86 VERNEY COURT :
Page 90
... wind , the thunder of the waves . Suddenly the little crowd gave way , and a figure came rushing through it . I recog- nised the young peasant who had driven me over to Verney Court . " Wait a minute , your honour , wait a minute , " he ...
... wind , the thunder of the waves . Suddenly the little crowd gave way , and a figure came rushing through it . I recog- nised the young peasant who had driven me over to Verney Court . " Wait a minute , your honour , wait a minute , " he ...
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... wind to our ears , " Let all be saved , or none , " and , stooping , he seizes a piece of broken mast , and is about to hurl it into the boat to sink it , when he is dragged back . Tossing from billow to billow like a feather , the boat ...
... wind to our ears , " Let all be saved , or none , " and , stooping , he seizes a piece of broken mast , and is about to hurl it into the boat to sink it , when he is dragged back . Tossing from billow to billow like a feather , the boat ...
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