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yonge-heir-1853	yonge	yonge-heir-1853	1853		.txt	text/plain	237900	10281	79	Nothing was studied but the sky; and the conversation consisted of prognostications, reports of rises and falls of the glass, of the way weather-cocks were turning, or about to turn, of swallows flying high or low, red sunsets, and halos round the moon, until at last Guy, bursting into a merry laugh, begged Mrs. Edmonstone's pardon for being such a nuisance, and made a vow, and kept it, that be the weather what it might, he would say not another word about it that evening; it deserved to be neglected, for he had not been able to settle to anything all day. Sir Guy Morville?' 'Yes, quite suddenly--poor old man.'	cache/yonge-heir-1853.txt	txt/yonge-heir-1853.txt