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Er of horror and loathing, Isabel and his mother

Sent on 08/25/09 08:52 AM

D the telegram with the smile still on his lips, and read the thing; then the crowd of staring--shall it be written, gaping?--persons saw the smile fade slowly, the flushed face grow paler, still paler, then livid. He looked up and round him as if he w...