’ Jack Kimble took a deep breath. He was in a position to help her. This individual apparently met with some impediment to his further progress; for he had not proceeded many steps when he turned suddenly about, and darted up the passage in which Wood stood. A stack of chimneys, on the house above them, had yielded to the storm, and descended in a shower of bricks and stones. When the bell rang, she lagged behind as was her habit. It added to the picturesqueness of the Sha-mien night to observe these gaily coloured lanterns dancing hither and yon like June fireflies in a meadow. \"Mom! You’re home early!” Michelle exclaimed. He now tells her that she is free, no longer a slave.
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