The thought of you, wandering from pillar to post, believing yourself hunted—it tore my old heart to pieces! For I knew you. ” John gave her a tour of the expansive house, which had a pool in the backyard and gorgeous gardens that she could tell that Carol Diedermayer did not have a great deal to do with. Monsieur could rely upon his special attention, and for the cooking—well, he had his customers, who came from their homes to him year after year. But his own situation was too perilous to admit of his rendering any assistance to the ill-fated waterman. I’ve always had a sneaking desire for the writing-trade.
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