The first
circumstance that struck her on her arrival seemed ominous. Tom swore he hadn't set
eyes on him since the trial. ‘No, I do not go back. “Will you come in, Sir John. A deep dread calm, like that which precedes a thunderstorm, now prevailed
amongst the assemblage. The big gray spaces of London, the shop-lit, greasy, shining streets, had
become very remote; the biological laboratory with its work and emotions, the
meetings and discussions, the rides in hansoms with Ramage, were like things in
a book read and closed. ”
“Excuse me,” Mr. ”
She roused herself from some dream at the word. Trees were torn up by the roots; many houses were levelled to the ground;
others were unroofed; the leads on the churches were ripped off, and "shrivelled
up like scrolls of parchment.
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