I guess. Look at it, I say. The law would accord her all her previous rights: she would return to the exact status out of which in his madness he had taken her. "And now," she added, with somewhat more composure, "leave me, dear friends, I entreat, for a few minutes to collect my scattered thoughts—to prepare myself for what I have to go through—to pray for my son.
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