The man lingered. ‘How did you get in? The house is all locked up. He was going to settle I forget how many millions upon me, and I think that I was dazzled. At the head of the cart was placed the coffin. " "And that's true," rejoined Mrs. Book. But some day she would find a place to love: there would be rosy apples on the boughs, and there would be flurries of snow blowing into her face. Happily they had no one else to wait for, and it heartened her mightily to think that she had ordered the promptest possible service of the dinner. He fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him, whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss.
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