” He answered as they hauled huge remainders of stumps and ragged rocks to the grave to make it difficult to trespass upon. "It is never too late. Now he lay there, a doubled-up mass, with ugly distorted features, and a dark wet stain dripping slowly on to the carpet. The entrance was concealed between two huge boulders within a clump of trees, and was now so overgrown that no one who did not know of its existence could ever hope to find it. “Yes, but maybe later. “I wonder,” he said, and went off at a tangent. " "Is she alive?" repeated the widow.
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