"Why do you laugh?" she asked gravely. ” He put his hands in his pockets, his mouth puckered to a whistle, and he went to the door of the outer preparation-room and stood there, looking, save for the faintest intensification of his natural ruddiness, the embodiment of blond serenity. " "Probably not. They were filthy after the burial.
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