“It’s either now or never,” she said to herself. " While he was thus musing, he fancied he heard the lock tried. . “John! Welcome! Happy Thanksgiving!” Cathy cried, ushering him deeper into the house. No matter how many books one read, each was different, as each human being was different. A skeleton was propped against the mantelpiece. In the obscurity in which it was now seen, it looked like a prison, and, indeed, it was Jonathan's fancy to make it resemble one as much as possible. . Perhaps an hour passed before she laid aside the book. Here, Caliban, attend to the door, and keep the wicket locked till I return.
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