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“After her husband died, she went away to live with her eldest son, and the round house shared the fate of Sally's. Where it stood is now a ploughed field. The husband's sacrifices, the wife's romance, are as though they had never been - 'melted into air, into thin air.”

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Book:Lark Rise
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Lark Rise

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Flora Thompson
Flora Thompson

Flora Thompson was an English novelist known for her vivid portrayals of rural life in England. Born on December 5, 1876, and passing away on May 21, 1947, Thompson's works deeply reflected the changes in English rural society during the early 20th century. more

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