She lingered over donning her winter coat, buttoning each toggle and placket, double knotting her long scarf. By this time, she had so far succeeded in calming herself, that she answered the greetings of the neighbours whom she encountered on her way to the sacred edifice—if sorrowfully, still composedly. In seconds, they faced each other before the altar. On Saturday he went to that there Mr Charvill’s house.
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