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" "Pray, let me have a pinch!" said Edgeworth Bess, with a captivating glance. ” He was slightly tipsy. He had been frozen in time at age forty-two. " "That likeness is the chief cause of my misery," replied the widow, shuddering. But I give you this warning, and let it sink in. Ann Veronica felt no repulsion at the prospect. In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis. ” “I heard she was wanted for a murder. 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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