‘That is my mother. One night she apparently fell asleep. But she did not know what he knew, that it would always be rolling up, enlivened by suggestion, no matter how trifling. Instead, he could not get beyond these minor details—why she wore the dress, whence she had come, and whither she was bound. ‘Yes, but I’m probably chasing moonbeams. Glancing towards him she saw that a shadow had fallen upon his face. There was a loose button on that coat, and I want to sew it on. Despair engulfed her at the horrid remembrance that the one particular Englishman she knew to be sympathique did not at all wish to marry her.
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