Chapter 57 No.57

So the letter lay until she had put off and away her street costume. Then she took it in her hand and sat down by the open window to read the contents. They were short and very much to the point:

"Denasia, my dear:––You have ceased to love me and I have ceased to love you. You are miserable and I am miserable. We have made a great mistake, and w

            
            

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