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... the crumbling of the consumed coals
to where I am leading myself...
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... to lifeless dust, sir.
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My dear friend, for I may
call myself a friend, may I not?
:31:16
I speak to you as I would to any person
who possesses my true thoughts...
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... my thoughts have spent more time in
your company than anyone else's lately.
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Where my thoughts are,
there am I in truth.
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"My dear friend,
it has been borne in upon me...
:31:37
...that there are dangers
in our continued conversation."
:31:41
The world would not approve...
:31:43
... of letters between a woman living in
shared solitude as I do, and a man.
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Even if that man were a great poet.
:31:53
And if one is to live in this way...
:31:55
... it's imperative to appear respectable
in the eyes of that world and your wife.
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It is a sealed pact.
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It is a chosen life in which I
have been wondrously happy...
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... and not alone in being so.
:32:13
"I have chosen a way, dear friend.
I must hold to it."
:32:18
"Be patient, be generous, forgive."
:32:22
"May I also request that you
return my correspondence."
:32:26
"In this way at least our letters
shall remain together."
:32:30
"I have known incandescence and must
decline to sample it any further."
:32:37
"This goes to the post. Forgive its faults
and forgive me. Christabel."
:32:45
My dear Christabel, your letter came
as a shock to me, I will confess.
:32:52
I was at first not only shocked,
but angry that you should write so.
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As you have asked about my wife,
however, I will tell you.