Then she would write and tell her father what she had done, and put their relationship on a new footing. His literary instincts were reviving. His legs were dreadfully swelled; his hands bruised; and his fetters occasioned him intolerable pain. Loneliness—something that was almost physical: as if the vitality had been taken out of the air she breathed.
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