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It is a shocking thing, after ringing the bell to inquire after a friend, to be told that she is dead.
That recently happened to me. I rang the bell and waited on the step. The door was at last opened by a man in livery, or at any rate uniform, who knew me. I made to enter, remarking "How is Delia? " "Delia? " he said. "Delia is dead."