" "My dear," observed Wood, "you should be more charitable—" "Charitable!" repeated his wife, "that's your constant cry. She seemed to be making some sort of inventory. ’ A radiant smile dawned. ‘From the convent, where else?’ ‘It does not strike me that you can possibly have been in a convent. I have a weapon—a knife—and if you attempt to open the door, will plunge it to my heart. ‘Knowed it the instant I set eyes on her. She felt privileged above other women at parties, where she was on display as all the duchesses and queens looked upon her with envy as he was so clearly entranced by her in every way. Their conversation degenerated again and again into a strain of self-congratulation that would have irked an eavesdropper. She was the first to hear another car approaching from the street, an odd occurrence in an elementary school lot that had been abandoned for the weekend. We have to hang about in the interval. He destroyed her clumsily made dolls whenever he found them.
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