" Not many days after this event, on a bright October morning, the bells rang a merry peal from the old gray tower of Willesden church. “There was a man called Montague Hill,” she said hoarsely, “but he is dead. It cost her seventy-seven dollars. She glanced at the soft-ticking clock with the exposed brass pendulum upon the white marble mantel, and made a rapid calculation. The priest normally assigned the duty in the Iovelli family had fled days before from the chapel.
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