XVI Mimi forgot the days of her misery. The years spent in Atlanta became hazy and unreal in the eager happiness of her new life. Again she had the feeling that the things which had distressed her so had never really happened—that they were either the phantasmagoria of a nightmare or the sorrows of an existence she had lived prior to this life. Her stepmother she rarely thought of, she had returned to Chicago and there had married again. The Hunters she equally had removed from her thoughts.…
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