"The poor young man!" sighed Angelina. She loved to walk through the gardens, graced with columns that loomed overhead. CHAPTER III. She was keenly resolved to do well in the school examination, and not to be drowned in the seas of emotion that threatened to submerge her intellectual being. Mountains out of molehills and armies out of windmills; and you'll tire yourself in one direction and shatter yourself in the other. In the floor were set four ring-bolts, about nine feet apart. ’ She struck her hands together.
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