Andrew's church, the bell of which was tolling, was covered with spectators. The necessity which had previously existed of leaving the ghastly evidence of the murderous deed undisturbed,—the presence of the mangled corpse,—the bustle of the inquest, at which her attendance was required,—all these circumstances produced a harrowing effect upon the young girl's imagination. The funeral, it has just been said, took place on that day. “You see you do not know how much of truth there is in his story. She saw her life before her robbed of all generous illusions, the wrappered life unwrappered forever, vistas of dull responses, crises of makebelieve, years of exacting mutual disregard in a misty garden of fine sentiments. There were electric and ice plants, and a great store in which one could buy anything from jewsharps to gas-engines. Wood, disdainfully. Men are against her. Strange gurgle-like noises emanated from the crypt. God, I hate these stupid ear infections! Have you ever had one?” Michelle asked. Can you imagine how dreadful it must be for them? Most of them arrive here almost penniless. . . Given the proper incentive, who could say that he might not likewise go nobly to some fine end? She thrilled.
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