CHAPTER XXVII. It filled her with indefinable fear. “We are, or rather we were, so much alike then that the portrait of either of us would have done for the other. But that explains everything. "Is this Jack Sheppard? Oh, la! I'm undone! We shall all have our throats cut! Oh! oh!" And she rushed, screaming, into the passage where she fell down in a fit. . " "But you can imagine it.
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