Chapter 13: An Irruption. Of Mistress Gossip in Breach of the Convention

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌⁠‘It is a dark land,’ Carinthia said, on seeing our Island’s lowered clouds in swift motion, without a break of their folds, above the sheer white cliffs. —She said it, we know. That poor child Carinthia Jane, when first she beheld Old England’s shores, tossing in the packet-boat on a wild Channel sea, did say it and think it, for it is in the family that she did; and no wonder that she should, the