So she said: “I won’t come home. The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava. It was a dark mysterious place, and what it was used for no one exactly knew; but it was called by those who had seen it the Well Hole. I admit it. We must always move on. I am a man—of a sort of experience. The villain has enjoyed his security too long. If you do not help me to read the riddle of yourself, Annabel, I think that very soon I shall be a candidate for the asylum. I've a question to ask him.
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