” He plunged into one of his drawers, and brought up a small gold-foiled bottle. It was still profoundly dark; but the wind, which had begun to blow with some violence, chased the clouds rapidly across the heavens, and dispersed the vapours hanging nearer the earth. Always as black and bitter as gall.
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