That night a grave was dug in Willesden churchyard, next to that in which Mrs. ’ Gerald was relieved to hear the loud guffaw issuing from the old man’s lips. ‘I went to see him because I thought he ought to know about you, having already been imposed upon by our friend Gosse. "I was going to die, Hoddy!" she whispered. "Now come along, Jack. The fire still burned brightly. It's my way when I'm ruffled. " Not a little perplexed by the mysterious object she had seen, Rachel left the room, and, shortly afterwards returned with the materials of a tolerably good supper;—to wit, a couple of cold fowls, a tongue, the best part of a sirloin of beef, a jar of pickles, and two small dishes of pastry.
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