” “I haven’t told any one the amount,” he went on. “Who took care of you after she died?” “My father. Visiting? Dressed for it, certainly. ‘But do you think I can blame you for this, Marthe?’ ‘I blame myself. Men had tried to kiss her— unshaven derelicts, some of them terrible—but she had always managed to escape. To prevent the leaves from blowing about, should a blow develop, he distributed paper weights. 3. But she doesn’t and won’t divorce me. ‘Ah, yes? To what do I pretend?’ ‘That,’ Gerald said regretfully, ‘I have not yet been able to fathom. The vast ironic humour of it: he was starting on his honeymoon! CHAPTER XIX Meanwhile the doctor, upon returning to his office, found Ah Cum in the waiting room.
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