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" Sheppard's name operated like magic on the crowd. Left alone, Jonathan lighted a lamp, and, opening the trap-door, descended the secret stairs. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. "I need not ask whether this is Mr. She rang again with the same result. Much to my amazement, as soon as I was in her presence I forgot about my magic and thought only of love. "I didn't mean to give offence," replied Sheppard, sulkily. She had thought that all Morningside Park householders came home before seven at the latest, as her father usually did. Capes was something superadded. ‘Adieu, imbecile,’ she threw at him gleefully. When I awoke I followed my instinct to Athena’s temple. In a little while—to-morrow—all these tender, beautiful emotions will pass away, and I'll become what I was yesterday, a cynical, miserly old spinster.
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