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Still, one never could tell. Having read the three first verses of the impressive service appointed for the burial of the dead, he returned to the church, whither the coffin was carried through the south-western door, and placed in the centre of the aisle—Mr. “Yes, I believe he is. Brendon,” she said, “if I could ask for advice, or borrow money from any one, I would from you—there! But I cannot. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. C.
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