Remember that I was young; remember that the hand which touched me was a womans. Will you promise

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One word The little familiar word that is on everybody s lips, every hour in the day. Oh me and I tremble, now, when I write it. What shall I see in my dreams tonight I thought to myself, as I put out the candle; the woman in white or the unknown inhabitants of this Cumberland mansion

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