She bolted awake in the large bed which was awash in a sea of silks, furs, and red curtains. She took her hat from the peg in the corner and began to put it on. “I had found her at last, and she shot me. I'm used to insult as I am to misfortune, and am grown callous to both; but I'm not used to compassion, and know not how to take it.
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