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This person, whose age might be about forty, was attired in a brown double-breasted frieze coat, with very wide skirts, and a very narrow collar; a light drugget waistcoat, with pockets reaching to the knees; black plush breeches; grey worsted hose; and shoes with round toes, wooden heels, and high quarters, fastened by small silver buckles. I have always been lonely. Can you kill yourself?” He asked quietly. “I can’t see what possible benefit can come of discussing things that are settled. As I hope for mercy, I speak the truth!— let him deny it if he can. “You must come and see me some afternoon,” she said to him. It was as if she had come upon the beautiful marble façade of a fairy palace, was invited to enter, and behind the door—nothing. "Where?" she cried.
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