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“Never did tombs look so ghastly white; never did cypress, or yew, or juniper so seem the embodiment of funereal gloom; never did tree or grass wave or rustle do ominously; never did bough creak so mysteriously; and never did the far-away howling of dogs send such a woeful presage through the night.”

Death had given back part of her beauty, for her brows and cheeks had recovered some of their flowing lines; even the lips had lost their deadly pallor. It was as if the blood, no longer needed for the working of the heart, had gone to make the harshness of death as little rude as might be.