The thought of you, wandering from pillar to post, believing yourself hunted—it tore my old heart to pieces! For I knew you. They fell in a diapason of smashes. And I have made such arrangements that at my decease tardy justice will be done my injured nephew. She had no inkling of that insupportable wrong. She followed the official back into his room.
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