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She ought to be softened and tender and confidential at this phase of her life. A riding-habit is all I have seen. Very glad. Perhaps she did love research for its own sake, she was certainly gifted enough. She fell asleep instantaneously, fatigued from weeks of exhaustion. She fell into a deep delirium, whispering hoarsely to her dead mother, cursing God in Heaven, cursing her doctor, cursing herself as apparitions of devils and demons pulled at her with yellow ochre hands.
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