"...they would open the coffin and allow the faithful to kiss the slippered feet of the mummy, and make any request... there were elderly peasant women in their best black clothes, and their husbands, hunched as olive-trees, with sweeping white moustaches... This great multi-coloured wedge of humanity moved slowly toward the dark door of the church, and we were swept along with it, wedged like pebbles in a lava flow"
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