I suppose this is the sort of damned rubbish—” “Oh! Ssh, Peter!” cried Miss Stanley. " "Nonsense!" cried Wood; "while there's life there's hope. "Dead!" echoed the boy. A traffic of copious barges slumbered over the face of the river-barges either altogether stagnant or dreaming along in the wake of fussy tugs; and above circled, urbanely voracious, the London seagulls. In spite of the tumultuous joy which agitated him, the bridegroom could not prevent the intrusion of some saddening thoughts, as he reflected upon the melancholy scene which he had so recently witnessed in the same place. " "How long will you be here?" "To-morrow night.
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