“What did it matter?” she cried. ‘And that object confirms me in the belief that it is not I who will shortly meet my maker. I find you an impenetrable enigma. She formed a wild resolution, and, lest she should waver from it, she set about at once to realize it. "Gracious Heaven!—is she the inmate of a mad-house?" "She is, Sir," answered the woollen-draper, sadly, "driven there by her son's misconduct.
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