They were so good to me. And, though it's a long time ago, I feel as sore on the subject as ever. Meanwhile, the clergyman, bare-headed and in his surplice, advanced to meet them. They had much to talk about, or rather Miss Prudence had. The evening was warm and inviting, one meant to be spent outdoors. The clergyman, meanwhile, proceeded with the service, while the coffin was deposited at the brink of the grave. The skies became brilliant; the dry monsoon was setting in. "I shall want nothing more. A ragged gray moustache drooped from the corners of his mouth and a ragged wisp of whisker hung from his chin.
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