The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. He saw rifts in clouds—sunshine. Melusine was silent, revolving this outcome in her mind as she stared at Roding, who was frowning at her in a puzzled way. How much he would be able to do for her. "O Massa Ireton! Massa Wild!" ejaculated Caliban, "Shack Sheppart gone!" "Gone? you black devil!—Gone?" cried Ireton. The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky.
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