It has been said, that the pier of each arch, or lock of Old London Bridge, was defended from the force of the tide by a huge projecting spur called a starling. As for me, I look twice at it. “Why, what is the matter with you? What do you mean?” Annabel laughed scornfully. "Mother—dear mother! Once again, I beseech you to listen to me. Gerald? But could he be here so quickly? She hastily dabbed at her eyes, thankful for the darkness that she saw had come on outside unnoticed, dimming the room.
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