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Esther’s Narrative

           Cold,wet,andfatiguearesufficientcausesformybeingfounddead,butIshalldieofothers,thoughIsufferfromthese.ItwasrightthatallthathadsustainedmeshouldgivewayatonceandthatIshoulddieofterrorandmyconscience."Takecourage,"saidMr.Bucket."There’sonlyafewwordsmore."Those,too,werewrittenatanothertime.Toallappearance,almostinthedark:IhavedoneallIcoulddotobelost.Ishallbesoonforgottenso,andshalldisgracehimleast.IhavenothingaboutmebywhichIcanberecognized.ThispaperIpartwithnow.TheplacewhereIshallliedown,ifIcangetsofar,hasbeenofteninmymind.Farewell.Forgive.Mr.Bucket,supportingmewithhisarm,loweredmegentlyintomychair."Cheerup!Don’tthinkmehardwithyou,mydear,butassoonaseveryoufeelequaltoit,getyourshoesonandbeready."Ididasherequired,butIwaslefttherealongtime,prayingformyunhappymother.Theywerealloccupiedwiththepoorgirl,andIheardMr.Woodcourtdirectingthemandspeakingtoheroften.AtlengthhecameinwithMr.Bucketandsaidthatasitwasimportanttoaddresshergently,hethoughtitbestthatIshouldaskherforwhateverinformationwedesiredtoobtain.Therewasnodoubtthatshecouldnowreplytoquestionsifsheweresoothedandnotalarmed.Thequestions,Mr.Bucketsaid,werehowshecamebytheletter,whatpassedbetweenherandthepersonwhogavehertheletter,andwherethepersonwent.HoldingmymindassteadilyasIcouldtothesepoints,Iwentintothenextroomwiththem.Mr.

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