“Dear friend,” she said, “remember that you are speaking to one who has failed in the only serious object which she has ever sought to accomplish. “Dear me,” she said, “I fancy you exaggerate my fame. He must be tied behind the carriage. I’ve to collect my sword and hat, and then we must get back to London. ” “Okay. She watched the people and hummed softly to herself. "My sight is failing me. The darkness was almost palpable; and the wind which, hitherto, had been blowing in gusts, was suddenly lulled. We have that gift.
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