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All the village was assembled in the churchyard. CHAPTER VIII. To walk beside him, dressed akin to him, rucksacked and companionable, was bliss in itself; each step she took was like stepping once more across the threshold of heaven. Me, I prefer to forget that I have such a father. She could hardly speak to me; she insisted relentlessly upon a separation. " "Then, most probably, it was the widow Sheppard," answered Blueskin, sulkily.
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