“But your hair,” he gasped. ” “Never for a second. “What a little brick!” he murmured. My heart would speak if it could, for it is very full. You must let me do whatever I can for you. I just wanted a breath of air. The funeral procession had now approached the grave, around which many of the congregation, who were deeply interested by the sad ceremonial, had gathered.
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