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” He said flatly. . ” 152 < 19 > THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the school. "I did see them on the platform of the bridge—the child and his preserver! They were not struck by the fallen ruin, nor whelmed in the roaring flood,—or, if they were, they escaped as I escaped. "Is Thames returned from London?" "Not yet," replied the other; "but I expect him every minute. “You would have been treated differently in the Old World, the one where I came from. Melusine ripped strips off her under-petticoats and fashioned a pad, which she bandaged as tightly as she could over the wound, working swiftly, unperturbed by the gore. ” “It is over for now,” he answered, “but I cannot bear to think that you are subject to this sort of thing. Gerald saw her eyes change as she recognised him. I suppose I was a little idiotic—I don’t think we either of us mentioned the future, but it was arranged that I should go the next afternoon and have tea with her.
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