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Giles's bowl, "as his last refreshment on earth. ” Annabel laughed softly. " "You hear, my son," said the widow eagerly. 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. This is not honourable. She gently placed the car back upon the ground.
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