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We walked by a rose garden, and through a grove of conical yews, coming to a bed of annuals.

NEWYORKER: Sole Mate

It was a pagan desire, she thought, and it was a pagan place: a dark garden of yews and straggling roses and, at its center, the stone church, with its altar and its font and, above it all, the bells, suspended in the chill air of the belfry, heavy and still, waiting to be brought to life.

NEWYORKER: The Bell Ringer