” To remain, she felt, was to concede everything. The gale had become a hurricane: that hurricane was the most terrible that ever laid waste our city. "You will make me the happiest of mankind," cried the woollen-draper, falling on his knees, and seizing her hand, which he devoured with kisses. I don’t believe any one could have traced us here. “I suppose he’s frightfully clever,” said Miss Klegg.
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