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beYond meat and drink and wool.
cle.
Yes, yes, but that was three years ago, and you wrote these
poems after that -
Mag.
consider my position -
cle.
What was it? You had no privations to relure- In that respect
your husband behaved very decently you’ll admit. You did not
have to carn your living, and even if they paid you a
hundred a poem you weren't obliged to write such a book.
Mag.
Dear Clem. When I said "condition " I didn't refer to the
physical; I referred to my mental condition. Have you the
least idea - - When we met, matters began toürprove - I had
made new interests, - but at the first. I was so restless
and so helpless - I tried all sorts of things ; I took up
painting - I even gave lessond in English at the house where
I boarded. think of it - to be a divorced wife at two and
twenty with no one - - -
Cle.
Vhy didn’t you stay in Vienna.
Mag.
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I had quarrelled with my family. Nobady understood me - Oh
those people. Not one of them thought that there was
anything more to ask for than a husband, pretty clothes and