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Sheppard now directed her steps. "Stop thief!" clamoured the rabble behind. ” He came towards her with that in his face which filled her with blind terror. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. Come. If she’s over, he probably knows all about it. " "What for? What do you want of them?" "Why, they are … yours. She told me the tale the other night, and I've only elaborated it. Where was this kindly world she had drawn so rosily in fancy? Disillusion everywhere. ‘Then I am not mad in the least.
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