mourningveils:Reminds me of a place that Jack the Ripper would be lurking. Perhaps! Or it could be t
mourningveils:Reminds me of a place that Jack the Ripper would be lurking. Perhaps! Or it could be the beginning of the The Woman in White- when Walter Hartrightbumps into Anne Catherick:There, in the middle of the broad bright high-road - there, as ifit had that moment sprung out of the earth or dropped from theheaven - stood the figure of a solitary woman, dressed from head tofoot in white garments, her face bent in grave inquiry on mine,her hand pointing to the dark cloud over London, as I faced her.I was far too seriously startled by the suddenness with which thisextraordinary apparition stood before me, in the dead of night andin that lonely place, to ask what she wanted. The strange womanspoke first. -- source link
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