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Dearest Flora

You remember that he was beautiful as the day is long - that the other was loathsome beyond description and that she was wonderful to the extent of setting the world aright. As far as the first is concerned - the day, particularly this day, is too long - too long to be drawn or drawn out - Loathsomeness doesn't appeal to my mood - and in all my castles in Spain, I never aspired to build one that would set anything aright. From this you may draw your conclusions. That I may draw in the positive or in the comparative, but that the superlative is far above my present capacities. So the story will have to go or stay, untainted by an artistic effort. I'm sorry, but such is the case. On there being the whole