"What a wretched evening!" says Violet, with a little shiver. "Geoffrey, draw the curtains closer."
tc-lottery-log-in, "Have you ever read Shelley?" asks he, presently, puzzled by the extreme serenity of her manner.
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tc-lottery-log-in Over the meadows and into the wood goes Mona, to where a streamlet runs, that is her special joy,—being of the garrulous and babbling order, which is, perhaps, the nearest approach to divine music that nature can make. But to-day the stream is swollen, is enlarged beyond all recognition, and, being filled with pride at its own promotion, has forgotten its little loving song, and is rushing onward with a passionate roar to the ocean..
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