Whatever may happen to-morrow I shall be none the better for anticipating its miseries to-day. Her eyes were dilated— fixed in a horrified stare at the parting in the curtains which hung before the window. The summer arrived, speeding the Plague and with it the famine in the streets. ‘Not kill me, I mean.
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