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1. Returning to the churchyard, he walked round it; and on the western side, near a
small yew-tree discovered a new-made grave. Where's Jonathan?"
Inquiries were instantly made after that individual, but he was nowhere to be
found. Wood," added she in a hollow voice, and with a ghastly look, "gin may bring
ruin; but as long as poverty, vice, and ill-usage exist, it will be drunk. So far as the eye could reach, the white level
road, with its fringe of elm-trees, was empty. By the time she arrived at the Beck’s doorstep, the
morning was risen. She said it audibly, having learned long since that an
audible prayer was a concentrated one.
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