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’ ‘No, but you’ve made up for it since. She could hardly speak to me; she insisted relentlessly upon a separation. God had never answered any of her prayers. I miss them so. But tell me how have you escaped from the confinement in which you were placed—come and sit by me—here—upon the bed—give me your hand—and tell me all about it. He became ugly and monstrous, dunning her, threatening her, assailing her. She flung aside every plan she had in life, every discretion. They went down the great staircase of the building, and, while she sought in her mind for a beginning, he broke into appreciation of her simple dress and selfcongratulations upon their engagement. She was the consummate mother, even when extremely tired, she missed nothing.
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