" "Unpossible, master," rejoined Ben; "the tide's running down like a mill-sluice, and the wind's right in our teeth. One swift glance about the room, and a sensation of grim foreboding swept through him. Very soon she would be able to forget it. One nail drives out another, it's true; but the worst nail you can employ is a coffin-nail. ” It was significant of her influence over him that he answered her calmly, although a storm of angry thoughts were struggling for expression within him. She visited the corner that had been her own little garden—her forget-me-nots and candytuft had long since been elbowed into insignificance by weeds; she visited the raspberry-canes that had sheltered that first love affair with the little boy in velvet, and the greenhouse where she had been wont to read her secret letters.
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