"It is her child!" shrieked Rowland, in a voice heard above the howling of the tempest, "risen from this roaring abyss to torment me. A stack of chimneys, on the house above them, had yielded to the storm, and descended in a shower of bricks and stones. “Good,” he said, as he watched the colour come back to her cheeks. “John’s here. But, urged by his wife's cries, who was more anxious for the preservation of her child's life than her own, he snatched up the infant, and made his escape from the back of the premises. Then he looked towards his granddaughter once more, who had flounced away to the window at her greataunt’s interruption.
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