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XVI. All Saints' and All Souls'

           Somepersonsmayhavenoticedhowextraordinarilythestrikingofquartersseemstoquickentheflightoftime.Itwashardlycrediblethatthejackhadnotgotwrongwiththeminuteswhentherattlebeganagain,thepuppetemerged,andthefourquarterswerestruckfitfullyasbefore.Onecouldalmostbepositivethattherewasamaliciousleeruponthehideouscreature’sface,andamischievousdelightinitstwitchings.Thenfollowedthedullandremoteresonanceofthetwelveheavystrokesinthetowerabove.Thewomenwereimpressed,andtherewasnogigglethistime.

           Theclergymanglidedintothevestry,andtheclerkvanished.Thesergeanthadnotyetturned;everywomaninthechurchwaswaitingtoseehisface,andheappearedtoknowit.Atlasthedidturn,andstalkedresolutelydownthenave,bravingthemall,withacompressedlip.Twobowedandtoothlessoldalmsmenthenlookedateachotherandchuckled,innocentlyenough;butthesoundhadastrangeweirdeffectinthatplace.

           Oppositetothechurchwasapavedsquare,aroundwhichseveraloverhangingwoodbuildingsofoldtimecastapicturesqueshade.Theyoungmanonleavingthedoorwenttocrossthesquare,when,inthemiddle,hemetalittlewoman.Theexpressionofherface,whichhadbeenoneofintenseanxiety,sankatthesightofhisnearlytoterror.

           "Well?"hesaid,inasuppressedpassion,fixedlylookingather.

           "Oh,FrankImadeamistake!IthoughtthatchurchwiththespirewasAllSaints’,andIwasatthedoorathalf-pasteleventoaminuteasyousaid

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