“How much of our life do we put into a life that we may be dammed? Then she was back stumbling through the house again, listening for a footstep in the court, for a way to leave and not to go, trying to absorb, with the intensity of her ear, any sound that would have made me suspicious, yet hoping I would break my heart in safety; she need that assurance. Matthew, was it a sin that I believed her?”
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— Apr 01, 2026 12:07AM
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