" "Nor Jonathan Wild, I hope," interposed Sheppard. Only in her eyes there seemed to be some apprehension of the fact that the young man’s clothes and manners were alike undesirable things. The moon had arisen, and everything could be as plainly distinguished as during the day. The queer phase of the dream was this, she was at no time a woman; she was symbolical of something, and he followed to learn what this something was.
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