A severe pang shot through Jack's heart, and he would have given worlds if he possessed them to have seen his friend once more. Here was the corner-stone of a capital story; but he knew that Howard Spurlock would never write it. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. His appetite was perfectly Gargantuan. ” End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Ann Veronica, by H.
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