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She had no place she loved. I went to her rooms to-night. I speak frankly, because you also know that no possible extremity would induce me to accept help from any living person. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. She let out a wail. She was practically destitute of jewellery. I’ve told them all that was necessary, but I— wanted to ask your pardon—for having made myself a nuisance to you, and for breaking into your rooms—and to thank you—the doctor says you bound up my wound—or I should have bled to death. And Pottiswick, of course. Why am I here—thirty years of loneliness? Because I know women, the good and the bad; and because I could not have the good, I would not take the bad.

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