All the world about her seemed to be—how can one put it?—in wrappers, like a house when people leave it in the summer. ‘Dear me. “You’ll get me to allude to it, but you’d have to torture me to admit it. Sleep did not come easily, but eventually her mind stopped its chattering and she fell into a deep slumber.
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