” “What?” “That’s the devil of it!” “Devil of what?. But there is need for the proof that I am me, and that is what I look for. “Please go and see that—nothing happens,” she pleaded. “Anna! What tragedy has happened, little sister? No lights, no supper, no coffee —and, above all, no Mr. Wood," she cried, as the staff fell from his grasp. " Still the voice was without emotion; calm, colourless. “Absolutely,” the doctor answered, “and the sooner the better. Later on I could scarcely have forgiven you. A failure! She must write herself down a failure! At her age, with her ambitions, with her artistic temperament and creative instincts, she was yet to be denied all coherent means of expression.
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