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On that night,—that fatal night,—Winifred crushed all the hopes that were rising in my heart. " "He's coming!" cried Jack, stamping his foot, with vexation. " "Why what will she say?" inquired Sheppard. You went even to our rooms and saw my sister. “Indeed, no,” he answered. William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand. ” He stated, trying to maintain his calm. He touched it again, and this time it was not withdrawn.
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