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Showing posts with label Edith Wharton. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Edith Wharton. Show all posts

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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