Then blackness. “But Sir John?” he exclaimed. Pale, flesh-colored light filtered in through the corners of
the house. "He threatens, does he?"
"More than that," replied Kneebone; "I understand he drew a knife upon
Jonathan, in a quarrel between them lately. “The walk has given
me an appetite, and I do not feel like waiting till five o’clock. Then there was also the horse. Brendon and I returned from the ‘Unusual,’ and found him lying
in my room shot through the lungs. While there's life there's hope. There one is! The same stuff still! One has a
craving in one’s blood, a craving roused, cut off from its redeeming and guiding
emotional side. The funeral procession had now approached the grave, around which many of
the congregation, who were deeply interested by the sad ceremonial, had
gathered. But also this must not go on.
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