" "Could I credit your wild story, I might do so," returned Thames, with a look of perplexity. “Before you do anything else I should advise you to secure those charred fragments of paper from the grate. I've often regretted that I didn't investigate the matter. "He was hanged that left his drink behind, you know, master," rejoined Sheppard. " "Who are you?" ejaculated Trenchard, scarcely able to credit his senses. She was afraid people would follow her, she was afraid of the dark, open doorways she passed, and afraid of the blazes of light; she was afraid to be alone, and she knew not what it was she feared. But there was something else; and in his befogged mental state the comparison eluded him.
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