Everything seemed designed to unhinge the mind and make the cat wretched. See paragraph 1. ” Lucy answered, disturbed at how rehearsed the apology sounded. Her momentary instinct was to run to him and be comforted, like the old times. “What do you think of them?” Anna extended her critical survey and shrugged her shoulders. He fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him, whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss. Jonathan had to feel his way.
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