“Do you think you’ll ever get married, Lucy?” Lucy shifted uncomfortably as she pulled her makeshift nightgown—an old T-shirt—over her head. She was a lovely girl, attired in deep mourning, and having an expression of profound sorrow on her charming features. ‘Assuredly it is locked up. "All good people pray heartily unto God for this poor sinner, who is now going to take his death, for whom this great bell doth toll.
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