"What is a sing-song girl?" she asked. She released her clutch on it as, dizzy with exhaustion, she leaned against the back of the pew and closed her eyes, her fingers grasping out automatically for support. "By my soul," said the sexton, "that's as like Jack Sheppard as any one I ever seed i' my born days.
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