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The blast once more swept over the agitated river: whirled off the sheets of foam, scattered them far and wide in rain-drops, and left the raging torrent blacker than before. The primitive superstition of his Puritan forbears was his; and before this the buckler of his education disintegrated. In the end he broke his own heart along with your mother's. So he made his dispositions and went off on some other fool’s errand. “I can survive on my own. “Never mind me. He was a wonderful little creature with a perfect tiny face, mottled pink cheeks, and eyes brighter than May. Now I shall never hear it but what this evening will come pouring back over me.
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