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What she craved, and really felt herself entitled to, was / a situation in which the noblest attitude should also be the / easiest. -- EDITH WHARTON.
On a stormy night, towards the end of March, Magdalen was lying awake listening to the wind. Her tranquil mind travelled to a great distance away from that active, monotonous, daily life which seemed to absorb her, which had monopolised her energies but never her thoughts for so many years past.