‘Must be still downstairs. "I told you that before," rejoined Wood, testily. He could scarcely blame her. ‘This is not a place for a man. "I will bear the body. ” “Who says I don’t? Didn’t you used to live in Arkansas?” “Alabama. Wood, softening her asperity. "Where did I hear that before?" "Perhaps that first day, in the water-clock tower. ” She was frightened—his anger always did frighten her—and in her resolve to conceal her fright she carried a queen-like dignity to what she felt even at the time was a preposterous pitch. In her ears there was a medley of sound: wailing music, rumbling tom-toms and sputtering firecrackers. She was surprised to find how stored her mind was with impressions and memories of him, how vividly she remembered his gestures and little things that he had said. But they were all pretty nearly of the same length, and built somewhat after the model of a boat, having extremities as sharp and pointed as the keel of a canoe. At this time of universal havoc and despair,—when all London quaked at the voice of the storm,—the carpenter, who was exposed to its utmost fury, fared better than might have been anticipated.
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