She turned there, clasped her hands behind her back and put up her chin. . The blast once more swept over the agitated river: whirled off the sheets of foam, scattered them far and wide in rain-drops, and left the raging torrent blacker than before. All the fury had left her, swamped by an inexplicable flood of warmth. She left for good after he fell asleep. "Mrs. ’ She eyed him. “My sister and I,” she said slowly, “have seen very little of each other lately. Let me go, Sir. She was afraid people would follow her, she was afraid of the dark, open doorways she passed, and afraid of the blazes of light; she was afraid to be alone, and she knew not what it was she feared.
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