He sat down on the sill of the open window, folded his arms, and stared straight before him for a long time over the wilderness of tiles and chimney-pots into a sky that was blue and empty. In each pause she could sense his growing trepidation. His hair flew out from the sides of his head like black bats from a belfry, it was unruly and long. Her husband sat in a chair beside her bed, his head in his hands. She turned out the electric light and gained the hall. “What do you mean, hanging round with my wife?” he answered fiercely.
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