She let her mind run into dreams of that cloud paradise of an altered world in which the Goopes and Minivers, the Fabians and reforming people believed. “I do not think that he is quite dead. Loans will just ruin my life because I need so many of them. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. What lends a tragic mockery to all these tender traps of hers was that she was within lawful bounds.
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