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My story draws to a close. I linger only yet a little by the way -- a balmy breathing space, a last restful interlude between the acts -- before I rally to the final struggle.
Before the inquest could be held, my unhappy mother's complaint had so increased upon her that it became an imperative necessity to remove her to the asylum from which her poor broken spirit was only to be released by death. The whole painful business, with the material difficulties it entailed upon me at a crucial pass, was undertaken for me by Mr Shapter (acting on my good Johnny's private instructions) with the most feeling tact and helpfulness. These are matters to be touched upon with no less delicacy than was shown in their accommodation. Never has man been blessed with a finer and more generous-hearted friend than I.