human
Ain't he there quite comfortable? wheezed he.
gpt
Don't I tell you they never goes from here! It's a lovely vault; no corp 'ud need a finer.
human
Wait a bit! said Alan, stepping forward.
gpt
Turn the light along the top of the coffin, Jarks. Hullo! the lid's loose!
human
An' unscrewed! gasped the sexton.
gpt
He's bin getting out.
human
Unscrewed--loose! gasped the Rector in his turn. The poor man felt deadly sick.
gpt
There must be some mistake.
human
No mistake, said Alan, slipping back the lid.
gpt
The body has been stolen.
human
No 't'ain't! cried Jarks, showering the light on the interior of the coffin.
gpt
There he is, quiet an'--why, the old man broke off with a cry,
human
Merciful God! he groaned,