Just as they reached the eastern outlet of the churchyard— where the tall elms cast a pleasant shade over the rustic graves—a momentary stoppage took place. “You know,” he muttered, “you know quite well that your troubles are far more likely to weigh upon me than my own. What gave the puzzling twist to an ordinary situation was her manner: she was guileless. But it was almost choked up with fallen stacks of chimneys, broken beams of timber, and shattered tiles. “Those were good. Don’t you think? Tum, tay, tum, tay. ‘Parbleu,’ said Gerald. ” With a murmured word of excuse she glided away, and Courtlaw, who had come with a mission which seemed to him to be one of life or death, was left to listen to the latest art jargon from Chelsea.
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