On reaching the churchyard, he perceived the melancholy procession descending the hill. “It’s unforgivable of me to call, Miss Stanley,” he said, shaking hands in a peculiar, high, fashionable manner; “but you know you said we might be friends. His arm entered the round window of the white haze of her vision, his wrist spouting blood in currents, dripping on the stone floor.
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