The clergyman, meanwhile, proceeded with the service, while the coffin was deposited at the brink of the grave. His head was small and bullet-shaped, and he did not wear a wig, but had his sleek black hair cut off closely round his temples. The perfume was the only one she ever used. “If I sit here,” he said, standing up before her abruptly, “I shall have to shout. There’s a hansom coming round the corner. And she felt that if she went home it was imperative to pay. “You know about my scandalous past?” “Very little. She fought him with tooth and nail. ‘I can’t help but be sure,’ he returned shortly.
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