With a rustle of her full lilac petticoats, Miss Froxfield turned back to Alderley. The postilion obeyed, and dashed off as hard as his horses could gallop along the beautiful road leading to Neasdon and Willesden, just as the serving-men made their appearance. He listened to the thunder of the fall now mingling with the roar of the blast; and, driven almost frantic by what he heard and saw, he pushed with all his force against the stone. . Mountains out of molehills and armies out of windmills; and you'll tire yourself in one direction and shatter yourself in the other.
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