’ ‘Ah, non?’ Her voice was neutral. The windows were small, and strongly grated, looking, in front, on Kendrick Yard, and, at the back, upon the spacious burial-ground of Saint Giles's Church. “We have no airs and graces here, and my hat hangs from a peg in the passage. Then, very awkwardly, he took a stool and placed it at the end of Ann Veronica’s table, and sat down. Sheppard repressed the scream that rose to her lips, and both mother and son gazed with apprehension at the heavy figure of the thief-taker, which, viewed in the twilight, seemed dilated to twice its natural size, and appeared almost to block up the window.
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