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Gosse’s eyes went to the portrait, and evidently took in the uncanny
resemblance, looking from it to Melusine and back again. ToC
After running to some distance down Seacoal Lane, Jack stopped to give a last
look at the vehicle which was bearing away the remains of his beloved and illfated mother. Sheppard. Rattles were sprung; lanterns lighted,
and hoisted at the end of poles; windows thrown open; doors unbarred; and, as if
by magic, the street was instantaneously filled with a crowd of persons of both
sexes, armed with such weapons as came most readily to hand, and dressed in
such garments as could be most easily slipped on. "Show me your warrant!" said Wood, almost driven to his wit's-end; "perhaps it
isn't regular?"
"Ask him who he is?" suggested Thames. ‘As for what to do, I wonder if
young Charvill would be worth a visit. There is not a soul in the inn but ourselves. ”
“It is a conspiracy,” she exclaimed.
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