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her hand was steady. “I want it finished.”
“It will be done,” Arthur promised. “And Mrs. Bennett? Mr. Hail would like to meet you when you’re feeling strong enough. Not as a debtor to a creditor, but as one human being to another.”
Three days later, Richard Hail came to visit. He was thinner than his photographs, his face showing the wear of illness,continue reading …
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