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Was it a mock-mother? Oh, pity me! I don't know who my mother was. One horrid thought about her is a burden on my mind. If she was a good woman, you who love me would surely have made me happy by speaking of her?" Those words decided me at last. Could she suffer more than she had suffered already, if I trusted her with the truth? I ran the risk.
It is a mock-mother who comes to me some spirit of evil. Listen to this. I was awake in my bed. In the dark I heard the mock-mother whispering, close at my ear. Shall I tell you how she answered me, when I longed for light to see her by, when I prayed to her to show herself to me?
"My dear, I relieved your mind of those doubts on the morning of your marriage." "No. I was only thinking of myself at that time. My mother the doubt of her is the doubt that torments me now." "What do you mean?" She put her arm in mine, and held by it with both hands. "The mock-mother!" she whispered. "Do you remember that dreadful Vision, that horrid whispering temptation in the dead of night?
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