"My horse has had a fall," replied Jack, assuming to perfection—for he was a capital mimic,—the tones of Quilt Arnold. He then mounted the jaded hack, which had long since regained its legs, and was quietly browsing the grass at the road-side, and, striking spurs into its side, rode off. Her father was distinctly irascible, and disposed more than ever to hide away among the petrological things—the study was turned out. Ann Veronica’s universe, which had never been altogether so respectful to her as she could have wished, gave a shout and whirled head over heels. The young man's imagination suddenly pictured the man as a rock, loosed from its ancient bed, crumbling as it fell. One day her mother swept into the bedroom of the family townhouse, sweeping across the floor with a bundle in her arms. Her father intercepted her, and for a moment she and he struggled with their hands upon the latch. For a long time he remained standing before the fire, staring at the situation. There was a flash and a loud report. She found herself mildly entertained by staring at the houses through the rain as she walked home, all cast in a gray blurry film noir gauze of rain.
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