Passing the old rectory, and still older church, with its reverend screen of trees, and slowly ascending a hill side, from whence he obtained enchanting peeps of the spire and college of Harrow, he reached the cluster of well-built houses which constitute the village of Neasdon. "My mother,—my poor mother!" exclaimed Jack. " "You hear, my son," said the widow eagerly. " "I thought you told me that the rascal who has so long been the terror of the town —Jack Sheppard—was in custody. Her amusement fled and she stared at him, as a slow thump began beating at her breast. ” “She wanted to become a vampire. ‘Bête,’ she flung at him. You must let me take you to things—to meetings and things, to conferences and talks.
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