Ah Coom. I spent my fair share of time in the closet. A conviction that her sister’s words were true had from the first possessed her. ‘I didn’t mean to hurt you so badly,’ he said, still meeting her eyes, unaware that his hold about her hand had tightened a little. Not a bark could be discerned on the river, except those already mentioned. His back was no sooner turned, than she slipped this casket into the box. There is something that inspires a feeling of inexpressible melancholy in sailing on a dark night upon the Thames.
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