Dieu du ciel, what was it? She turned slowly, listening for the direction of the sound. ‘Well she does,’ insisted Miss Froxfield impenitently, and turned to Gerald. " "Why, that must be about the time of the Great Storm," rejoined Jackson. " "Curse you!" cried Jack, furiously,—"curse you!—curse you!" "Swear away, Captain," rejoined Blueskin, coolly. The winter of 1348 seemed to last an eternity, but the Pestilence struck in one day. You would be alarmed of how sulphurous it is, how sickeningly sweet.
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