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"I thought," retorted Lavinia, in severe recollection, "that your mamma was dead.
I know I shall often think of you, the children, and this house.
With death stalking beside me?--To have to pay this penalty for another man's sin?
A barrister's profession is such an uncertain thing, especially if he won't undertake unsavoury cases; and naturally Torvald has never been willing to do that, and I quite agree with him.
