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I am too stirred by the same desire as the stranger, for dwelling so far from the city I know nothing of its ills, and I should like to hear about them now myself. Lo! Here is thy husband, hurrying homeward, his labor done. Electra, I feel a warmer glow of joys to fuss my heart than ever hath wrought. Perchance our fortune, moving on at last, will find a happy resting place.
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