“I’ve been thinking of you all night,” she answered. That dress she has on—my mother might have worn it. The only thing that was louder to her was the beating of his heart. A sophisticated woman would have translated the tone as a caress. The open books she knew by heart; aye, they had been ground into her, morning and night. No matter what the fire and force of his passion, it falters eventually, and forever after smoulders or goes out. Sheppard heaved a deep sigh, and opened her eyes, which now looked larger, blacker, and more melancholy than ever. This was number 13, Montague Street, familiarly spoken of in the neighbourhood as “White’s. During the narration Jack's features lighted up, and an expression, which would have been in vain looked for in repose, was instantly caught and depicted by the skilful artist.
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