“And for what follows after death,” would Mr. Crawley observe, throwing his gooseberry-coloured eyes up to… — William Makepeace Thackeray
“And for what follows after death,” would Mr. Crawley observe, throwing his gooseberry-coloured eyes up to the ceiling. He was always thinking of his brother’s soul, or of the souls of those who differed with him in opinion: it is a sort of comfort which many of the serious give themselves.
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