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The funeral procession had now approached the grave, around which many of the congregation, who were deeply interested by the sad ceremonial, had gathered. Such of his features as were visible were of coarse mould. ’ ‘How can you possibly enquire for her?’ demanded Hilary acidly. But if he's in bed, how the devil is he going with me, supposing I decide to hire him? The mudhook comes up to-morrow night. She recognized the cloth at once, waylaid him, and with that directness of speech particularly hers she explained what she wanted. ” She rang the bell, and he waited by her side until she was admitted to the tall, gloomy lodging-house. "I have killed her," cried Jack. " "How soon do you expect Mishter Vudd?" inquired the janizary, tauntingly. " "Fear nothing. Cut it as short as you can. " "Gem'men o' the votch!" cried Sharples, as loudly as a wheezy cough would permit him, "my noble pris'ner—ough! ough;—the Markis o' Slaughterford ——" Further speech was cut short by a volley of execrations from the angry guardians of the night. . Stanley, having pretended to linger to smoke, fled suddenly up-stairs to petrography, and when Veronica tapped he answered through the locked door, “Go away, Vee! I’m busy,” and made a lapidary’s wheel buzz loudly. He grabbed her legs and threw the covers from the bed. This circumstance produced no further alteration in his demeanour except that he endeavoured to abstract himself from the surrounding scene, and bend his attention to the prayers which the ordinary was reciting.
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