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Leaving the Yellow House
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[...] He couldn't speak to Amy of the solitary death in store for her. There was not a cloud in the arid sky today, and there was no shadow of death on Amy. [...]
[...] He couldn't speak to Amy of the solitary death in store for her. There was not a cloud in the arid sky today, and there was no shadow of death on Amy. [...]
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Wicks said, "Don't do that, Hat. Guess I went too far. You're right."
"You'll never have a chance to make it up," she cried. "Get out!"
On that cry he disappeared, and since then she had never seen him.
"Wicks, dear," she said. "Please! I'm sorry. Don't condemn me in your heart. Forgive me. I hurt myself in my evil. I always had a thick idiot head. I was born with a thick idiot head."
Wicks said, "Don't do that, Hat. Guess I went too far. You're right."
"You'll never have a chance to make it up," she cried. "Get out!"
On that cry he disappeared, and since then she had never seen him.
"Wicks, dear," she said. "Please! I'm sorry. Don't condemn me in your heart. Forgive me. I hurt myself in my evil. I always had a thick idiot head. I was born with a thick idiot head."