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“I have hurt my father,” she said; “I have hurt my aunt. He had not been successful as the world counted success; the fat bank-account, the filled waiting room of which he had once dreamed, had never materialized except in the smoke of his evening pipe. She would be haunted by the visions of their mad faces in her dreams for the next hundred years. . ” She replied.
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