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She produced from the depths of her pride the ugly investigatory note of the modern district visitor. “Please come home. It is what I have wanted, what I have meant all along. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. Hitherto it had been qualified by her conception of all life as a compromise, by her new effort to be unexacting of life. Everything was done in the most legal and imposing way, but the whole thing was a fraud.
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