"What good would it do you to destroy me? For I have courage to kill myself. She washed her face with unwonted elaboration before she went to bed. Neither of these wards had beds, and the unfortunate inmates were obliged to take their rest on the oaken floor. The walls rocked, the footrail of the bed wavered, and the girl's head had the nebulosity of a composite photograph. Their chit-chat stopped when they reached the bench.
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