I should have gone mad without it. She did not know herself. ‘Read that,’ and threw the telegram at me, so that it went into the tureen. "I can escape to France. And you are something of a heroine, too. The youth produced a crumpled-up card from his waistcoat pocket. With some difficulty he contrived to raise her to the window, and with still greater difficulty to squeeze her through it—her bulk being much greater than his own. The spring can't be opened on this side. I should lose every scrap of independence—even my self-respect.
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