“It was as I neared three gravestones that were set against the low wall at the back that the sense of urgency became very strong. (…) At first I could not make it out but after a few moments, I thought it sounded as if something was rustling, a dry sound, like that made by the wind in the reed beds, but softer and fainter. It came from under the grass, under the earth. A rustling as if someone were…”

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