" "Awake!—to be sure I am, my flash cove," replied Sheppard; "I'm down as a hammer. But I suppose as I’ll have to wait until you can hear me to tell you again. This door was crested with spikes, and guarded on the right by a bristling semicircle of spikes. “It’s unforgivable of me to call, Miss Stanley,” he said, shaking hands in a peculiar, high, fashionable manner; “but you know you said we might be friends. He was conscious of a peculiar pleasure in sitting there and thinking of those few hours which already were becoming to assume a definite importance in his mind—a place curiously apart from those dry-as-dust images which had become the gods of his prosaic life.
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