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After that consolations fled. " At the door of this tavern, which was situated on the left
of the street, not more than a hundred yards distant from the church, the bell of
which began to toll as soon as the procession came in sight, the cart drew up, and
the whole cavalcade halted. I'll take off your irons—for I guess that's the reason why you want the
hammer and file—on one condition. Jack, who had something of the Spartan in his
composition, endured his martyrdom without flinching; and carried his stoical
indifference so far, as even to make a mocking grimace in Sharples's face, while
that amiable functionary thrust Thames into the recess beside him. I will confide it to
Father Spencer, who will acquaint you with it when I am no more. Their subsequent conversation is outside the scope of our story. Her heart was beating
with quite unaccustomed vigour, her hands were hot, she was conscious of a
warmth in her blood which the summer sunshine was scarcely responsible for. She whispered, “Another car is coming,” as lights
approached their car. There were moments when she doubted whether the whole mass
of movements and societies and gatherings and talks was not simply one
coherent spectacle of failure protecting itself from abjection by the glamour of
its own assertions. And she was about as capable of intelligent argument as a runaway
steam-roller.
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