“I can’t conceive what you want. ‘I believe that. The feeling of last days grew stronger with her as their number diminished. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. Her nurse says she may live some time; but she seems to me to be sinking fast. Oh dear!—how sorry I am I ever left Wych Street. On this side of the canal she has no place to go.
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