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"There is no help for all these things are so, / And all the world is bitter as a tear, / And how these things are, though ye strove to show, / _She would not know._" / --Swinburne
The voice of the clergyman intoned the last sad hope of humanity, the final prayer was said, and the mourners turned away, leaving Mrs. Turold to take her rest in a bleak Cornish churchyard among strangers, far from the place of her birth and kindred.