"Whether it is better, I ask, to be a slave in a fool's paradise at Marseilles. Fevered with delusive bliss one hour, suffocating with the bitterest tears of remorse and shame the next. Or to be a school mistress free and honest in a breezy Mountain nook..."
"But you feel solitude an oppression? The little house there behind you is dark and empty."
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