“After all, how easy the descent is, even for the greatest of us. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. " "I hope they are, Sir," answered Mrs. "You are my prisoner, Jack. “I am sick of it. “Quite on my own,” she said.
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