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Have I not mentioned somewhere already the copper bell outside, which sometimes answered the silver bell in the living-room clock in our house?
"Someone is being buried today," said the visitors, when the sound of the copper bell carried into our living-room from the churchyard. A short while afterwards one could also hear the strains of Just as the One True Flower floating over in the breeze.