Not so Gosse. “I can’t endure it,” she said. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. You were with your mother, the two of you huddled like thieves, laughing at the silly women who tried to shield themselves from rain by cowering under empty baskets and shawls. . “Your father,” he said, “remarked that all’s well that ends well, and that he was disposed to let bygones be bygones.
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