She composed herself as if to slumber. I, too, retired to my crib in a closet within her room. The night
passed in quietness. Quietly her doom must at last have comepeacefully and painlessly. In the morning
she was found without life, nearly cold, but all calm and undisturbed. Her previous excitement of spirits
and change of mood had been the prelude of a fit; one stroke sufficed to sever the thread of an existence
so long fretted by affliction.
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By PanEris
using Melati.
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