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In all this world there was no sacred ground that said to her: Return! She was of all human beings the most lonely. Her knees almost sank beneath her as she raised the latch of the front door and looked out. "By my soul," said the sexton, "that's as like Jack Sheppard as any one I ever seed i' my born days. "Ay, murder him, if you like the term," returned Wild. Time after time he reminded her of how powerless she would be without him, how unkind the world was towards single women. " "There is a great art in it, if you did," quoth he. She should leave sooner, but she just could not bear missing the event. “This is the slavery of the veiled life.
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