’ She turned her head, eyes blazing. "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. He was smiling under his heavy mustache, and his head was a little on one side as he looked at her. This is your moment. He had scarcely entered the arch, when the indraught was so violent, and the noise of the wind so dreadful and astounding, that he almost determined to relinquish the undertaking. Here we are absconding, pretending to be what we are not; shady, to say the least of it. ” “It seems so—so unworthy”—she picked among her phrases “of the noble love you give—” She stopped, through the difficulty she found in expressing herself. The mere enumeration of the obstacles that existed would have deterred any spirit less daring than Sheppard's from even hazarding the attempt. They walked side by side for a time. Pausing with the intention of turning back, he glanced in the direction of the village church, the tower of which could just be seen through the trees. Anna came back into the sitting-room with a little sigh of relief.
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