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. I thank God for the beauty you love and the faults you love. “Annabel! Why, what on earth have you been doing to yourself, child?” she exclaimed. “How will you live?” she appealed. ’ She tossed her head. “No, you didn’t.
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