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Rh Whilst these pleasant and generous thoughts were running in his mind there came a terrific shock. The car overturned. The Rev, John Crow's head was broken by the coffin which fell upon him, Alas for the poor priest! he went to heaven with the parishioner he thought only to bury.

In reality, life over and over again is nothing but the fate of the Rev, John Crow who counted on his dead, and of Perrette who counted on her chickens.