And then—this sudden thrust. . . There was a gentle rustling of skirts. Having watched the funeral at some distance, Jonathan fancied he could discern the figure of Jack; but not being quite sure, he entered the church. ‘No one would credit that you are three years older than I. ‘Where was I? Oh yes.
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