But you must not imagine me wrapped in melancholy. And yet she knew it was not fair to call her a foolish girl. Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. “Then I will do what I can,” Anna promised.
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