But I found it no laughing matter, I can assure you. “Do you play an instrument?” “I play the fiddle sometimes. ’ ‘She again?’ enquired his hostess, her delicate brows rising ‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. ‘Eh bien, I will tell you. Remain at the door, Nab," he added, loitering for a moment behind the others, "and let no one in, or out. The thought made her exquisitely happy. 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.
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