"All life is a muddle, and we are all muddlers, more or less. You have somewhere to go to in London, I hope. She is a stranger to you. She still could not muster the strength to leave. . I've sent for the priest. “Thank you—for coming,” he said. “It’s all dirt that washes off, dear, but it’s dirt. "Had I not been the guilty wretch I am," he cried, bursting into an agony of tears, "she would never have died thus. Had you died, I should have fully obeyed the instructions on that envelope. Tears sprang to her eyes. “I shall leave the flat to you and go to a hotel. How long shall I be kept in this bed?" "That's particularly up to you.
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