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. ‘A French rat with exceedingly long arms, I see. He was a manly man,
free from any strong maternal strain, and he had loved his dark-eyed, dainty
bright-colored, and active little wife with a real vein of passion in his sentiment. Arriving at the chapel, their wonder increased. Standing before a mirror set on a dresser between the windows, two hands
frozen in the act of adjusting a wide-brimmed hat on her head, stood a lady in a
dark riding habit, her startled features turned towards the door. His feet would have the firm texture of his hands. 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. Part 2
The next morning was as dark and foggy as if it was mid-November instead of
early March.
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