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The barometer says nothing, neither the sky nor the water; the skipper has the "feel" that out yonder there's a big blow moving. "Forgive me—oh, forgive me!" "Forgive you—bless you!" she gasped. Having watched the funeral at some distance, Jonathan fancied he could discern the figure of Jack; but not being quite sure, he entered the church. Perhaps for the first time he realized that Anna was by no means an ordinary person. It was an awful moment—so awful, that every other feeling except deep interest in the scene seemed suspended.
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