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A storm broke over Hanwitch that night, and left behind it a strong wind which swept up great masses of clouds; and the morning sunshine streamed and darkened in quick alternations, and made the air lively with the movement of shadow.
Holdsworth, deeply disturbed by conflicting anxieties, had slept but little; and at eight o'clock left his bed and started for a walk before breakfast, hoping that the breeze which thundered about the house would freshen and inspirit him.