I’m anxious, joyfully anxious, like a man when he has found a treasure. His tie had demanded a struggle; he ought to have taken a clean one after his first failure. Suddenly the Wastrel took hold of the edge and flung the table aside. When I promised to marry you I thought I could; I thought it was a possible arrangement. Then they would leave and she would go back to being alone.
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