F. His mother used to live i' this village, just down yonder; but when her son took to bad ways, she went distracted,—and now she's i' Bedlam, I've heerd. "Where are you going?" cried Thames, who, though wholly disencumbered, was scarcely able to keep up with him. Sheppard was enabled to take possession of the premises. ” She gasped. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. These were less like streets than labyrinths, hewn through an eternal twilight. I can talk with them. The one I have is a duplicate. Each human contact leaves some indelible mark.
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