LETTER 100
Miss Howe, to Miss Clarissa Harlowe
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Wednesday Night, April 12
I have your narrative, my dear. You are the same noble creature you ever were. Above disguise, above art, above attempting to extenuate a failing.
I have your narrative, my dear. You are the same noble creature you ever were. Above disguise, above art, above attempting to extenuate a failing.
The only family in the world, yours, surely, that could have driven such a daughter upon such extremities.