" "I should like a little of that plum-tart," said Mrs. ” “Forget WHAT?” “And I said I wouldn’t. A nod was exchanged. ‘Adieu, imbecile,’ she threw at him gleefully. Was he planning on spending more time with her once in the country? The streets choked with beggars and the dying. She had time in the afternoons to do crewelwork and embroidery, no longer occupied by the constant spinning of wool. “My dear boy,” she exclaimed.
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