Before the congregation separated, the clergyman descended from the pulpit; and, followed by the coffin-bearers and mourners, and by Jack at a respectful distance, entered the churchyard. Ann Veronica looked down at her fingers on the claret-colored table-cloth. She did not wait, but grabbed up the lantern and slid into the passage, calling to them to hurry. Wood, at the top of her voice. One gets drawn into things. The man could put a bullet through her before she could hope to reach any one of them. Tears flowed in rivulets down 121 her cheeks and she began to cry. .
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