"It is," replied Sheppard. "Mother—dear mother!" said Jack, bursting into tears. A door in this house opened upon the yard. He had scarcely completed his toilet, when he was startled by a noise at the door, and heard his own name pronounced in no friendly accents. The room was intimate and wonderful to her with its shadows now cast over the girlish menagerie of stuffed animals. Wood. 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.
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