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was quite gone now.
It was all gone now, I remembered, getting up from the
fire. It was not for me to muse over bygones, but to act with
a cheerful spirit and a grateful heart. So I said to myself,
‘Esther, Esther, Esther! Duty, my dear!’ and gave my little
basket of housekeeping keys such a shake that they sounded
like little bells and rang me hopefully to bed.
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