. You are an artist by the Divine right of birth, but whatever form of expression may come to you at some time it will not be painting. I had never dreamed of such a friend as you. 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. My friend, I am only grieved that you of all others should have been so deceived.
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