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Oh, how I wish she could come face to face with us and receive the sound  of our words to her, on the chance that somehow she might give up her angry temper! May my good will never desert my friends!  But go now and bring her out of the house. Tell her that here are friends, and hurry before she harms those inside. For this grief of hers is charging powerfully forward.