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Edith Wharton
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Edith Wharton: The Lady's Maid's Bell
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I IT WAS the autumn after I had the typhoid. I'd been three months in hospital, and when I came out I looked so weak and tot...
Edith Wharton: Kerfol
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I "You ought to buy it," said my host; "it's just the place for a solitary-minded devil like you. And it would ...
Edith Wharton: Afterward
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I "Oh, there is one, of course, but you'll never know it." The assertion, laughingly flung out six months earlier ...
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