” “I will think of it,” she repeated. ‘Certainly you are imbecile. So I made haste and recovered. These galleries were separated in the middle by iron grates. Afterward she wanted to get her letter to her father back in order to read it over again, and, if it tallied with her general impression of it, re-write it. ” “She didn’t say she’d met any one. If only there had not been this single torturing thought—a mere pin-prick, but still curiously persistent.
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