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Her head snapped back as he grabbed her by the hair. “It’s still a marvel to me that we are to be forgiven,” she said, turning. I would even have taken a place as waitress in a tea shop. “Mr. ” Her voice trembled with suppressed passion. If not, keep up your spirits. 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. "What's the matter?" he cried. From one window the beach was always visible; from another, the stores. She leaves town to-morrow. No doubt he has been drinking for days without eating substantially, and his heart gave out. I’ve got nothing to do for a month but think. At every step he seemed to be haunted by the ghost of the past.

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