"My son! my dear, dear son!" returned Mrs. Such was the hubbub and tumult around him, that the carpenter could not hear its plunge into the flood. The stage manager came out from the wings, and taking her hand led her off. Supposing the wire should break and her head tumble off her shoulders into the street? The whimsey caused another smile to ripple across her lips. Spurlock began to munch his water-chestnuts. For a long time she surveyed a row of towering holly-hocks, as though they offered an explanation. She grew perhaps a shade paler, and she glanced out into the street, where her four-wheeler cab, laden with luggage, was still waiting.
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