’ ‘Is she now? And what would you be wanting of her, may I ask?’ ‘Because she knows something that may make this fool understand that I am the mistress of—’ She broke off. She had found the location of his firm on the internet on a library computer, tracing him to this place in New York where he practiced criminal law. “MY DEAR DAUGHTER,” it ran,—“Here, on the verge of the season of forgiveness I hold out a last hand to you in the hope of a reconciliation. Full as she was of him, it felt good to shower her kill out of her hair. When mistress took and died—’ Joan broke off and sighed, moving away to the window. She realized more and more the quality of the brink upon which she stood—the dreadful readiness with which in certain moods she might plunge, the unmitigated wrongness and recklessness of such a self-abandonment. .
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