"Aha!" exclaimed Jackson. Jackson, gallantly. She hated to leave; for this hour would be the most interesting. 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. “Besides, it is not so. ‘You’re speaking the truth. It was as if she had come upon the beautiful marble façade of a fairy palace, was invited to enter, and behind the door—nothing.
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