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“I suppose all life is an affair of chances. There stood John and Mr. I’ve tried to use my authority. She would then hear his feet pounding up the steps and he would burst into whatever room she was sitting in and say, “There she is! My wife! Hiding her beauty from the world!” He would then run to her, grab her book or embroidery and unceremoniously toss them to the floor. Wood, by whom it was formerly occupied. The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava. She felt draggled and insulted beyond redemption. “I love you, you know. And they pay her. I followed you in. ” He started back as though he had been shot.
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