I’M shaken. I cannot do it, David. ’ ‘Of what use to be ladylike when I cannot be a lady?’ ‘None of that. There are men in the Lowndean who laugh at him—simply laugh at him. She was retuning, fifths spilling from the sliver of light underneath the door like milk. Fritz sang for her sometimes, for Fritz could sing even before he was able to form words. I’ve always had a sneaking desire for the writing-trade. We married, and for a time we were happy.
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