” Michelle sighed. “John?” He turned around in the recliner. “For no other reason than you talk too much. And guess what? I don’t sleep much, if you haven’t noticed. There was the stile on which Jonathan had sat, and he recollected distinctly the effect of his mocking glance— how it had hardened his heart against his mother's prayer. We have only those phantoms called memories, which are the husks of dreams. I told you that at the outset. “Let me see,” she said to herself, trying to control a slight sinking of the heart, “I am going to take a room in a lodging-house because that is cheaper.
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