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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. The bars dropped noiselessly and slowly down, till the chain tightened at the staple. “Don’t bunch too much as you come out,” she added. The entrance of the house 85 was grand, and upon entering she was immediately greeted by John’s mother, a tall, thin woman quite a few years older than Cathy Beck. Couldn’t fit it inside, but the horse’s blanket lay over it, and, like I said, as long as no one rides him and don’t remove the blanket, I think it’ll stay hid. We do not solicit donations in locations where we have not received written confirmation of compliance.
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