At the eastern gate of the churchyard stood the carriage with the steps lowered. ” “We’ve both fallen on our feet! We’re the rarest of mortals! The real thing! There’s not a compromise nor a sham nor a concession between us. Many a black veil hid a high-born dame, and the religious habit was no protection. One of these, a lady, evidently a confirmed invalid, and attired in deep mourning, reclined upon a sort of couch, or easy chair, set on wheels, with her head supported by cushions, and her feet resting upon a velvet footstool. So he made his dispositions and went off on some other fool’s errand. . “Is it your maid?” he asked. I don’t care what else there is in the world.
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