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She had reason indeed to wonder how the letter had managed to find her.
Her Cousin Emma Carraway had written it, in her loose high old lady's script -- t's carefully crossed, but l's inclined to wobble like an old car on the downward slope.
Cousin Emma had simply put Miss Theresa Stubblefield, Rome, Italy, on the envelope, had walked up to the post office in Tuxapoka, Alabama, and mailed it with as much confidence as if it had been a birthday card to her next-door neighbor.
No return address whatsoever.
Somebody had scrawled American Express, Piazza di Spagna??
, across the envelope, and now Theresa had it, all as easily as if she had been the President of the Republic or the Pope.
Inside were all the things they thought she ought to know concerning the last illness, death, and burial of Cousin Alexander Carraway.

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