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As he anticipated, he was here comparatively screened from the fury of the wind; and when he gazed upon the roaring fall beneath him, visible through the darkness in a glistening sheet of foam, his heart overflowed with gratitude for his providential deliverance. A ragged gray moustache drooped from the corners of his mouth and a ragged wisp of whisker hung from his chin. “You are the most perfect, the most glorious of created things—tender, frank intellectual, brave, beautiful. “I want you to kiss me,” she said. But if his frame was immature, his looks were not so. Besides, I would tear out my tongue rather than let it speak her mother's infamy.
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