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Pagina 118
From that on the family became full of solicitude and pity for her , telling us all that the one wish she and Jack had was that she should leave the hospital and come home . I guessed that she would be too weak to resist them .
From that on the family became full of solicitude and pity for her , telling us all that the one wish she and Jack had was that she should leave the hospital and come home . I guessed that she would be too weak to resist them .
Pagina 195
But when you persuade yourself that you can't leave him because you feel compassion for him that is just your self - excuse for continuing a marriage that has its evident advantages . ' She smiled lovingly at him .
But when you persuade yourself that you can't leave him because you feel compassion for him that is just your self - excuse for continuing a marriage that has its evident advantages . ' She smiled lovingly at him .
Pagina 252
It means , I hope , that you are not going to leave us soon . ' ' I leave tonight . ' ' I do hope the hotel has not been uncomfortable . ' ' It is entirely comfortable . It is full of spinsters . They give me the creeps .
It means , I hope , that you are not going to leave us soon . ' ' I leave tonight . ' ' I do hope the hotel has not been uncomfortable . ' ' It is entirely comfortable . It is full of spinsters . They give me the creeps .
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