" Figg turned aside to hide the tears that started to his eyes,—for the stout prizefighter, with a man's courage, had a woman's heart,—and the procession again set forward. Marvel, who was now quite dissolved in tears, "I shall never survive this scene. Emile looked at her, then down, and clearly caught the bright gleam on the floor. They found a cosy little table in the tea-rooms, and everything was delicious. ’ ‘Without permission. " He drew down the lamp and blew it out, and followed her into the night, more lovely than he had ever imagined night to be. There was absolute quiet. She could still smell the now familiar scent of him on the girl's body in the makeshift grave.
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