Letter from Ethel

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[Blotches of ink are spattered on this unfinished letter written in an uneven scrawl]

Sister dearest,

Are you feeling all right, petal? I can't believe you let some pup give you the slip. I'd be mortified. Worry not, my redcaps nabbed the bugger. They're taking their sweet time with him. The screaming stopped a few nights past, but the sobbing continues. He'll die regretting he crossed a hag.

A mother with a failing mind? You know me so well. I have the most darling mask for her.

You must come to vis -

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