The slack cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front, pulling her suddenly about. At the eastern gate of the churchyard stood the carriage with the steps lowered. \" He looked crestfallen. Wood wound it up by a description of the drenching he had undergone at the Mint pump, the other could hold out no longer, but, leaning back in his chair, gave free scope to his merriment. Her evident terror and distress reinforced the tale he told.
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