Good riddance to bad rubbish. Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. “I’ll go,” she vowed to the night, “or I’ll die!” She made plans and estimated means and resources. She was quite unconcerned. He was so depressed and disheartened that he did not then believe he would ever write again.
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