Just as they reached the eastern outlet of the churchyard— where the tall elms cast a pleasant shade over the rustic graves—a momentary stoppage took place. She kissed Cathy's soft cheek as she entered the warm kitchen. There is no need of your friend to kill you, imbecile, because I shall do so this minute.
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