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Sadie was on her deathbed, with her husband Morris at her side. He held her cold hand as silent tears streamed down his face. »Morris,« she said, weakly. »Hush, my shaina maidel « he interrupted. »Sha, don't talk.« But she insisted. »Morris,« she continued. »Before I should die, I have something that I have to confess to you.« »There is nothing to confess,« said the weeping Morris. »It's all right. Everything's all right.« »No, no. I must die in peace. I must confess, Morris, that I have been unfaithful to you.« Burt stroked her hand. »Now, Sadie, don't be concerned. I know all about it,« he sobbed. »You do?« she gasped. "Sure. Why else would I poison you?
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