She answered in whispers,
for there was the white arm of a woman in the next box peeping beyond the
partition within a yard of him. 155
The ringing doorbell jarred her from her stupor. He stalked her, he stared at her, he craved her,
he sidled slinking and propitiatory and yet relentlessly toward her, until at last
she awoke from the suffocating nightmare nearness of his approach, and lay
awake in fear and horror listening to the unaccustomed sounds of the hotel. “He fell over at my feet,” she continued. It was of no use, she let him
do it as she could not be strangled. “Did you ever see women so weary-looking
and so dowdy? They do not talk. Wood—and
after him came his daughter. I wonder. I’m not a bit afraid of anything—scandal, difficulty,
struggle. They had much to talk about, or rather Miss Prudence had. The latter
specimen, of his workmanship was adorned with a little scarecrow figure,
intended to represent a housebreaking chimney-sweeper of the time, described in
Sheppard's own hand-writing, as 'Jack Hall a-hanging.
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