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Sometimes the moon was totally eclipsed; at others, it shed a wan and ghastly glimmer over the masses rolling in the firmament. Then she fell into a fever of remorse for the habit of bad language she had acquired. "At a place we call the Dark House at Queenhithe," answered Jonathan, "a sort of under-ground tavern or night-cellar, close to the river-side, and frequented by the crew of the Dutch skipper, to whose care he's to be committed. How did you get into this house?’ He shrugged. Then came the javelin-men, walking four abreast, and lastly, a long line of constables, marching in the same order. "Spare him!" cried Mrs, Sheppard, who fancied she had made some impression on the obdurate breast of the thief-taker,—"spare him! and I will forgive you, will thank you, bless you. ” Sebastian slipped the piano wire around her throat, silencing her immediately.
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