His literary instincts were reviving. Through all he said ran one quality that pleased her—the quality of a man who feels that things can be done, that one need not wait for the world to push one before one moved. Grasping it firmly with both hands, he quickly wrenched if from the stones in which it was mortised, and leapt to the ground. “Hey,” he said, his eyes slowly adjusting to the soft blackness. And she—’ ‘She!’ interrupted the young lady crossly. He listened to the thunder of the fall now mingling with the roar of the blast; and, driven almost frantic by what he heard and saw, he pushed with all his force against the stone. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him.
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