She had changed into dungarees herself and kept her hair as it was. “We’ll go together. I will shed no more blood. The roofs and gables of many of the houses had been torn off. Large hoards of money were discovered, gold and silver plate, cases of watches, and various precious articles. She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something enormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or infinite relief. That’s the difficulty. She tried not to blush. ‘Ain’t no call for you to go a-blaming of yourself. Mind you don't stir till supper's over. She broke a cobblestone over his head and he was out. He fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him, whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss.
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