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It was her sister josephine who told her, in broken sentences;veiled hints that revealed in half concealing"
Mallard your husband had died later today,Im so sorry.
She did not hear the story as many woman have heard the same, with a paralyzed inability to accept its significance"
Mallard please talk to me.
She could see the open square before her house the tops of tree that were all aquiver with the new spring life....
...Mrs. Mallard realizing how open the outside world is
She said it over and over under her breath;free,free,free! the vacant stare and the look of terror that had followed it went from her eyes.
There was a feverish triumph in her eyes, and she carried herself unwittingly like a goddess of victory.
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