Each wing had a small cupola; and, in the centre of the pile rose a larger dome, surmounted by a gilded ball and vane. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. If you live, well and good; if you die, well and good. Horrible doubts assailed her. I'll wait here. ’ At that, a flush drenched her cheeks and she snatched her hand away. E. ” She said as she rested her head against his chest, eyes unfocused on the fading sky. But do not awaken my apprehension, unless you have good cause for so doing.
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