“You must have heard—have you—oh, tell me, won’t you?” she begged. On reaching the churchyard, he perceived the melancholy procession descending the hill. It was as though he were personally aggrieved. ’ ‘Tchah!’ He glared at her. The thought of the picture but added to her despondency. “Ann Veronica,” he said, “I tell you this is love.
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