"Hear me," he cried, restraining himself with difficulty. Ann Veronica sat firelit by her tea-tray with, quite unconsciously, the air of an expert hostess. This was enough for the poor widow. "I can't say," answered the fellow; "but I'll inquire from the sexton, William Morgan. But at the same time, I must say plainly that I think your presence here just now would be a great misfortune.
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