" The Wastrel advanced. “Oh. ‘Is there a resemblance?’ ‘This is Mary Remenham?’ ‘That is my late niece, yes. Before the congregation separated, the clergyman descended from the pulpit; and, followed by the coffin-bearers and mourners, and by Jack at a respectful distance, entered the churchyard. She was always initiating petty breaches of discipline. The villagers were thronging to church. See paragraph 1.
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