perceived
decay had
made
progress,
even in
seven
months:
many a
window
showed
black gaps
deprived
of glass;
and slates
jutted off
here and
there,
beyond the
right line
of the
roof, to
be
gradually
worked off
in coming
autumn
storms. I
sought,
and soon
discovered,
the three
headstones
on the
slope next
the moor:
on middle
one grey,
and half
buried in
the heath;
Edgar
Linton’s
only
harmonized
by the
turf and
moss
creeping
up its
foot;
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