She had to do her thinking at home—under inspection. He fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him, whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss. " Jack would not hazard a glance at Winifred; but, quitting the church, got into an adjoining meadow, and watched the party slowly ascending the road leading to Dollis Hill. To Ruth the thought of Hartford no longer projected upon her vision a city of spires and houses and tree-lined streets. I’m rather scornful.
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