Winds returned, the gardens withered, and roses would not bloom. It would be the wrappered world almost at its best. Wood, who had merely absented himself to see that a public breakfast, which he had ordered at the Six Bells for all who chose to partake of it, was in readiness. On reaching the churchyard, he perceived the melancholy procession descending the hill.
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