"The feeling is dead within my breast. Moving back to the corner again, she ran a hand back over the leather-bound books—which, she realised, were not books at all. The old lady’s face was stiff with anger. At the cost of quite a number of torn drafts she succeeded in evolving this: “DEAR MR. Profoundly. It should be the happiest day of your life, and I would not detract from its happiness by letting you remember for a moment that there are others to whom your inevitable decision must bring some pain.
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