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I am on my way to an aunt who lives in Hartford, Connecticut. 1 through 1. Fortescue in the drawing-room, and actually shake hands with him in an entirely hopeless manner and hope everything would turn out for the best. I want to know—just as much as I can. On this side of the canal she has no place to go. His salvation—if there was to be any—lay in her ignorance of life.
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