At the cost of quite a number of torn drafts she succeeded in evolving this: “DEAR MR. “She must,” said Mr. He stopped on the curb-stone, not facing her but as if he was on his way to cross the road, and spoke to her suddenly over his shoulder. “She wasn’t sane, my wife.
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