‘His granddaughter?’ ‘Yes, his son’s daughter. He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. He, next, tried to clamber up the flying buttresses and soffits of the pier, in the hope of reaching some of the windows and other apertures with which, as a man-of-war is studded with port-holes, the sides of the bridge were pierced. The charm of innocence breathes around her, as fragrance is diffused by the flower, sanctifying her lightest thought and action, and shielding her, like a spell, from the approach of evil. " Jackson treated this menace with a loud laugh of derision. I can get that at the bar," the manager said, curtly. Then Courtlaw looked across at her with a white puzzled face. He seemed wholly insensible to the rain, though it presently descended in torrents, and continued his search as ardently as before. John knew better.
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