“In the end,” it seemed to be thinking, “they embalmed me with the utmost respect—sound spices chosen to endure—the best! I took my world as I found it. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. , like to forget all about it—even their names. Losing his presence of mind, Jack quitted his hold, and dropped upon the frame. Then he looked towards his granddaughter once more, who had flounced away to the window at her greataunt’s interruption. He was not addicted to monologue, and the only audible comment he permitted himself at first upon a universe that was evidently anything but satisfactory to him that afternoon, was one compact and entirely unassigned “Damn!” The word must have had some gratifying quality, because he repeated it. “Now step aside, I have some business to attend to.
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