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All night the storht from the

north-ith an incessant fury which tossed and tore the waters of

the bay Against the black cliffs the foa up to reach their prey, but the adae for centuries, still stood fir depths below, to

rise again with ever-increasing strength, until the showers of spray

reached up even to the grassy slopes on which the sheep huddled

together

Val hours of the

night, listening with a shrinking fear to every fresh gust which

threatened to sweep the old house away No raging stor

wind had ever before done more than rouse her for a moment from the

sound sleep of youth, to turn on her pillow and fall asleep again; but

to-night she could not rest, she was unnerved by the strain and

excite creature

whose every nerve was exposed to the anger of the elements When at

last it was time to rise and prepare her uncle's breakfast, she felt

beaten and weary, and looked so pale and hollow-eyed, that Shoni, who

was fighting his way in at the back door as she appeared, exclaimed in

astonishment

"What's the ht?"

"Almost as bad, indeed, Shoni; there's a dreadful wind it is"

"Oh, 'tis not come to the worst yet," said Shoni