What else was there lurked in shadows and deep places; if in some mood of reverie it came out into the light, it was presently overwhelmed and hustled back again into hiding. He laughed to hide his uneasiness. Earles himself stood upon the threshold of his sanctum, the prototype of the smart natty Jew, with black hair, waxed moustache, and a wired flower in his button-hole. Sheppard, raising herself, and looking at him as if her life depended upon the answer. "Ah!" cried Wild, laying down his pen and looking up with a smile of satisfaction. "It is Jonathan. Stanley pronounced, and seemed to hesitate whether he had not gone too far.
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