” She looked at him quizzically and shrugged. ” “Oh, okay. He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. “Permit me to offer you the English paper which has just arrived, Sir John,” he said, holding out a Daily Telegraph. "I knew it. Wood bore up with great fortitude against the shock, attended the inquest, delivered his evidence with composure, and gave directions afterwards for the funeral, which took place on the day but one following—Sunday. One of the sampans was hailed, and a ropeladder was lowered. She began to miss him when he was gone during the day and cherish the quiet times he spent only with her.
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