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diagnosis, as her letters
are all expressions of content
and a perfect assurance
of happiness to come very soon-
do not breathe this to any
one, as I am her confidant.
The reason I call her "poor"
is because I am so afraid
that she will find too late
that her happiness is counterfeit
and not at all the genuine
thing. But it is absolutely
useless or worse to suggest
the slightest doubt to her
mind, she glories in the
fact that she can and
does believe in him implicitely,
in the face of
evidence against him.
You could no more shake
her trust in him than
the rock of Gibraltar.