‘I can see why you lost your place, young Kimble. “This life is killing me! Oh, it is dull, dull, dull!” Suddenly an idea seemed to strike her. The movement was fatal to her son. “What have you done?” 212 “It is your own fault, Lucia. She felt sickeningly empty. ” She could not go on, for she was laughing and crying at the same time. "Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key. “My dear man,” she exclaimed, “wasn’t that a foregone conclusion?” “You treat the matter lightly,” he continued. I beg that you will consider me your friend. “It’s a great deal for a young lady who’s alone in the world, as I suppose you are at present, to have a respectable home, and I do not think in such a case that private apartments are at all desirable. "I've known several cases where the ignominious doom I've mentioned has been foretold by such an accident as has just befallen you. All she needed to do was to have a body. Her time and effort was justly rewarded, because the hard cold facts she knew about neighborhood intrigues were better than fictional soap operas.
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