She cried out in pain, then in pleasure as he thrust himself into her. The procession now wound its way, without further interruption, along Holborn. ” Annabel looked at him curiously. He fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him, whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss.
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