Come and have lunch with me. 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. To her intense disappointment, she discovered that all papers had been removed from desks and cupboards. He was keen to get to work, but the inspiration would not come. It never has had. "Are you his ghost, then?" "No—no," answered Jack. I made a wrong choice, it seems—but my voice remains.
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