” It was certain that he was not there. In one hand she carried a long-stalked red rose, dripping with dew, in the other the post-bag. A deep dread calm, like that which precedes a thunderstorm, now prevailed amongst the assemblage. Feels as if I’ve been dashing back and forth about the whole country, if you want to know. His father and mother are gone now.
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