Fool that I was to marry for beauty! I ought to have remembered that a fair woman and a slashed gown always find some nail in the way. The funeral procession had now approached the grave, around which many of the congregation, who were deeply interested by the sad ceremonial, had gathered. It was nearly one o’clock; but there were lights still in all her windows. Life is two things, that’s how I see it; two things mixed and muddled up together.
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