. ” 152 < 19 > THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the school. ‘I’m following a scent. Rhea became alarmed that she was about to leave. No hair to fall awry, no powder to displace, no ruffles to crush; men are lucky. What a mercy that the blow aimed at her by the ruffian, Wild, though it brought her to the brink of the grave, should have restored her to reason! Ah! she stirs. It is Thérèse. ‘Always he is busy about my affairs. He shivered and looked behind as he stepped into his hansom. In spite of his care, he came in contact with a man, who, endeavouring to grasp him, cried, in the voice of Mendez, "Who goes dere? Shpeak! or I fire!" No answer being returned, the Jew instantly discharged his pistol, and though the shot did no damage, the flash discovered Sheppard.
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