Courtlaw sat with folded arms. You couldn’t help it. He walked through a wide open archway, curtained with deep-blue curtains, into the apartment that served as a reception-room. The blast once more swept over the agitated river: whirled off the sheets of foam, scattered them far and wide in rain-drops, and left the raging torrent blacker than before. I can’t stand it.
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