A New England Nun and Other Stories/A Discovered Pearl

A DISCOVERED PEARL."Wonder what's goin' on in the church?"
Gilman Marlow stopped and stared slowly over at the church. It was a little white building with five pointed windows on each side. The windows were all streaming with light now, and the bright light showed from the door too, for it was open, and people were going in.
Opposite the church, where Marlow stood, the road was lined with thickly set hemlock and pine trees. Behind them was the graveyard: one peering between the branches could see the white stones. The gap for the entrance was a little beyond. There had been a heavy snowfall the day before, and all the trees were loaded with snow now; the boughs bent down heavily; the lowest ones touched the ground.
Marlow stood among the white branches awhile, and looked over at the church with a sort of dull curiosity; then he kept on up the street. He met many little hurrying groups, and he turned out for them readily, plunging into the deep snow at the side of the cleared path.
Some of the people turned and stared after him. "Who was that?" he heard some one say. "I don't know," said another.
"I guess you don't," muttered Marlow, with a faint chuckle. When he came in front

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