The Crow: Wicked Prayer

I' ll give them to her as a gift. She likes to buy herself trinkets.' I produced the money on the spot and we set out – you know the rest. " After leaving you on that fatal night, I slept until ten in the morning. I went to my office but on the way stopped at your husband' s door. I knocked and heard two neighbors whispering together: ' It' s the confessor, so it couldn' t have been Madame they took away last night.' The wicked fellow opened the door – that atrocious monk was with him. A friar had brought the coffin, it contained something swathed in shrouds, and he recited prayers aloud beside the body, which lay in the other room. ' He' s a friend,' Vitnegre explained to the monk; then, to me: ' My poor wife has passed away.' "' Passed away!' said I. "' She died in the arms of this reverend father.' The expression made me shudder. The monk spoke: ' I did all in my power. We have taken all the necessary steps. She shall be buried quietly. Permission has been granted us to carry out the little ceremony. It will take place at about four.' I left ...»