Stunned and exhausted, some moments elapsed
before he was entirely himself. The wind had suddenly
changed; a violent gust had partially dispelled the mist; the
outline of the landscape was in many places visible. Beneath
him were the rapids of the Mowe, over which a watery moon
threw a faint, flickering light. Egremont was lying on its
precipitous bank; and Harold panting was leaning over him and
looking in his face, and sometimes licking him with that
tongue which, though not gifted with speech, had spoken so
seasonably in the moment of danger.
END OF THE THIRD BOOK
BOOK IV
Book 4 Chapter 1
"Are you going down to the house, Egerton?" enquired Mr
Berners at Brookes" of a brother M.P., about four o'clock in
the early part of the spring of 1839.
"The moment I have sealed this letter; we will walk down
together, if you like!" and in a few minutes they left the
club.
"Our fellows are in a sort of fright about this Jamaica bill,"
said Mr Egerton in an undertone, as if he were afraid a
passer-by might overhear him. "Don't say anything about it,
but there's a screw loose."
"The deuce! But how do you mean?"
"They say the Rads are going to throw us over.
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