“Won’t you sit down,” she said, “and tell me what you want to say?” Her voice was flat and faint. But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. ‘Then I am not mad in the least. “In private.
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