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The houses were older, the shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the crowd, the street-like air was the same. Jack turned away with an aching heart. One glance through the window at that picturesque head had been sufficient. Any man might have endeavoured to protect himself in this fashion, a man with no one to care, with an unnameable terror at the thought (as if it mattered!) of being buried in alien earth, far from the familiar places he loved. Sheppard, anxiously. I demand it as a right. And they’ll shut the gates presently. ’ Oh, do they? No kitchen service? No feeding of pigs? It was evident that this woman knew nothing of nuns, if a certain young lady’s artless reminiscences were anything to go by. The path he had selected conducted him to his mother's humble dwelling. Anna jumped into a waiting hansom.
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