But, uttering a loud cry, he was swept away by the headlong
torrent. He ventured to the great
gates, and by inserting his gimblets into the wood at intervals, so as to form
points upon which he could rest his foot, he contrived, to ascend them; and when
at the top, having fastened a portion of his dress to the spikes, he managed, not
without considerable risk, to draw up his female companion. It
seemed an emblem of the ruin he had caused. The rear of the party was brought up by a large, powerfully-built man, with a
bluff, honest, but rugged countenance, slashed with many a cut and scar, and
stamped with that surly, sturdy, bull-dog-like look, which an Englishman always
delights to contemplate, because he conceives it to be characteristic of his
countrymen. On the contrary, he was a universal favourite,
and numbered amongst his intimate acquaintances the choicest spirits of the
time,—Pope, Swift, Arbuthnot, and "all the better brothers. “You found the cabochon? After all these years?” He
asked, incredulous. That delightful sense of free, unembarrassed movement was gone.
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