" "This is folly," cried Jack, controlling himself by a powerful effort. " "We shall expect you to-morrow," insinuated Mrs. She pushed him gently on the chest. “When did you get home last night, Lucy?” Cathy interrogated through a yawn. Remember, in your story—look at it, scattered everywhere!—that line? We arrive at true happiness only through labyrinths of misery.
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