" "Willingly. But they did what they could for her. “When are you going away?” He asked. She spoke with a certain odd deliberation carefully chosen words which fell like drops of ice upon the man who sat listening. And they come here, and they look at our furniture to see if it is good; and they are not glad, it does not stir them, that at last, at last we can dare to have children. She wondered who the girl might belong to as she patted dirt over the shallow grave. The walls were pristine white and unmarked except for two sconces and a rather colorless Monet poster that had been framed in an expensive oak surround. The beautiful city that she had been awed by and even grown to love had been abandoned. “Wise! Kind! What mockery words are! I came because I had to.
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