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Chapter 24

           "Yetyoushouldhavedone,foritisquitescientificallycorrect,"—declaredLuciolaughingstill."Faith—withthewings,whomyousawjoyouslyflyingtowardsanimpossibleHeaven,isnotscientificallycorrect—haveyounottoldusso?—buttheskeletonandthewormswerequiteofyourcult!Nomaterialistcandenythecorrectnessofthat‘complexiontowhichweallmustcomeatlast.’Positively,someoftheladieslookquitepale!Howdrollitis,thatwhileeverybody(tobefashionable,andinfavourwiththepress)mustacceptMaterialismastheonlycreed,theyshouldinvariablybecomeaffrighted,orletussayoffended,atthenaturalendofthebody,ascompletedbymaterialagencies!"

           "Well,itwasnotapleasantsubject,thatlasttableau,"—saidLordElton,ashecameoutofthetheatrewithDianaChesneyhangingconfidinglyonhisarm—"Youcannotsayitwasfestal!"

           "Itwas—fortheworms!"repliedLuciogaily—"Come,MissChesney—andyouTempest,comealongwithLadySibyl—letusgooutinthegroundsagain,andseemywill-o’-the-wispslightingup."

           Freshcuriositywasexcitedbythisremark;thepeoplequicklythrewoffthegruesomeandtragicimpressionmadebythestrange‘tableaux’justwitnessed—andpouredoutofthehouseintothegardenschatteringandlaughingmorenoisilythanever.Itwasjustdusk—andaswereachedtheopenlawnwesawanextraordinarynumberofsmallboys,cladinbrown,runningaboutwithwill-o’-the-wisplanterns.

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