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The ripple of the water against the boat, as its keel cleaves
through the stream—the darkling current hurrying by—the indistinctly-seen
craft, of all forms and all sizes, hovering around, and making their way in ghostlike silence, or warning each other of their approach by cries, that, heard from
afar, have something doleful in their note—the solemn shadows cast by the
bridges—the deeper gloom of the echoing arches—the lights glimmering from
the banks—the red reflection thrown upon the waves by a fire kindled on some
stationary barge—the tall and fantastic shapes of the houses, as discerned
through the obscurity;—these, and other sights and sounds of the same character,
give a sombre colour to the thoughts of one who may choose to indulge in
meditation at such a time and in such a place. "Well, that beats all I ever heard of!" roared Blueskin. But kill me rather than commit this outrage. I had
never dreamed of such a friend as you. ”
“It’s very kind of you—” began Ann Veronica. “Uh, I think I might, Shari. The little matter of an accent may be misleading, I grant you, but
—’
He was interrupted, and with impatience. General Information About Project Gutenberg-tm electronic
Professor Michael S. "When I am dead you will
learn it. “Please have a seat. I can be a gentleman. "I understand," she said.
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