" "It is false," cried Mrs. Thus died Jack Sheppard. ” He called for a hansom. You do not believe me. It’s one of our conventional superstitions. "It is the fiend!" she exclaimed, recoiling. At sunset the swarming abruptly ceased; even the sampans appeared to draw closer together, with the quiet of water-fowl. I'm one of those unfortunate duffers who have too much imagination—the kind who build their own chimeras and then run away from them.
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