"Night, like a giant, fills the church, from pavement up to roof, and holds dominion through the silent hours. Pale dawn again comes peeping through the windows; and, giving place to day, sees night withdraw into the vaults, and follows it, and drives it out, and hides among the dead."-Old Curiosity Shop
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"At length, the locksmith was summoned to a back door, and the glass-door being closed, he found himself in the meanest and closest of all narrow thoroughfares, compared with which, the prison and the old curiosity shop were both wide and free."-Old Curiosity Shop
