“Youdon’tsay!“theyexclaimed，takenaback。“Toobad。“

　　Theysatstillintheirsaddles，andupontheirreckless，kindlyfacesthoughtpausedforamoment。“Hergone!“theymurmured。“Hardtogetusedtotheidea。What’sanybodydoingaboutthecoffin？“

　　“Mr。Lusk，“answeredSlaghammer，“doubtless——“

　　“Lusk!He’llnotknowanythingthisforenoon。He’soutthereinthegrass。Shedidn’tthinknothingofhim。TellBill——notDollarBill，JerkyBill，yu’know；he’soverthebridge——tofixupahearse，andwe’llbeback。“Thetwodrovetheirspursinwithvigorousheels，andinstantlyweregonerushinguptheroadtothegraveyard。

　　Thefiddlehadlatelyceased，andnodancersstayedanylongerinthehall。Eastwardtheroseandgoldbegantoflowdownupontheplainoverthetopsofthedistanthills。Oftherevellers，manyhadnevergonetobed，andmanynowwerealreadyrisenfromtheirexcessestoreviveinthecoolgloryofthemorning。Someweredrinkingtostaytheirhungeruntilbreakfast；somesplashedandsportedintheriver，callingandjoking；

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