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He broke it presently by saying: "There's absolutely no doubt of her death?"
"Unfortunately none. I've just risen from my knees by the bed where they've laid her out."
He fixed his eyes hard on the floor; then he raised them to mine. "How does she look?"
"She looks—at peace."
He turned away again, while I watched him; but after a moment he began: "At what hour, then———?"
"It must have been near midnight. She dropped as she reached her house—from an affection of the heart which she knew herself and her physician knew her to have, but of which, patiently, bravely she had never spoken to me."
He listened intently and for a minute he was unable to speak. At last he broke out with an accent of which the almost boyish confidence, the really sublime simplicity rings in my ears as I
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