"I had to give in to him. “I knew you wouldn’t mind. "We have had a sad loss, my dear Winifred," he began,—"for I must use the privilege of an old friend, and address you by that familiar name,—we have had a sad loss in the death of your lamented parent, whose memory I shall for ever revere. Anybody in pain had only to call to him. Already the seed of a tender dream was stirring. Before I met you I never met any one whom I felt I could love, but you have discovered depths in my own nature I had scarcely suspected. She donned her fuzzy slippers and traipsed downstairs, the welcoming smell of coffee beckoning her, the sound of Looney Toons music barely audible from the television set. She gathered her black purse, a pointless thing made of cardboard covered in sateen and bejeweled with an assortment of rhinestones. ‘Kimble, you shouldn’t be here.
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