No one had lived here since old man Remenham had died some eighteen months ago, for the heir, so it was rumoured, was a relative with property of his own. It was still profoundly dark; but the wind, which had begun to blow with some violence, chased the clouds rapidly across the heavens, and dispersed the vapours hanging nearer the earth. He was just as much a greater master than any other I ever saw, as he was a greater judge of time and measure. He breathed heavily, as though he had been running. All this juncture, a thundering crash was heard against the side of the bridge. " "I'm sorry.
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