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A black shadow gliding like an almost impalpable spot, might be seen moving along the street of Saint John.
Thick clouds covered the sky. Not a star was visible. Here and there -- at the corners of the streets and alleys -- flickered a small lamp, lighted before an image of the Virgin; but these slight flames, far from diminishing the obscurity, shone in the foggy atmosphere as glowworms in the woods, which glitter but do not give light.