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It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. “I can tell you are thinking about it. ’ Melusine sat slowly down again, looking him over thoughtfully. She makes me feel terribly old-fashioned. . ” John looked at her sympathetically. 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. " "Pray, let me have a pinch!" said Edgeworth Bess, with a captivating glance. " "Where?" "At Yale. What passed between them I cannot think—I dare not.
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