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” He said to her with as much casualness as he could muster. \" Cathy poured her a glass. At this moment, the bell began to toll in a peculiar manner, announcing the approach of the corpse. “Please forgive me. And now you must go back, take up your work and think all this over. The birds were singing blithely amid the trees,—the lowing of the cows resounded from the yard,—a delicious perfume from the garden was wafted through the open window,—at a distance, the church-bells of Willesden were heard tolling for evening service.
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