John, I shall eat that whole tin of sardines. If you knew your aunt were alive, if she expected you, that would be different. 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.
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