He would discuss something she had been reading, and he would give her some unexpected angle, setting a fictional character before her with astonishing clearness. But for all that, it offered relief; his brain, stupefied by the fumes, grew dull, and conscience lost its edge to bite. She stared at him and thought the words, “My husband, my husband. “I just wanted you to see that the time will come when I must leave you, and the time is coming soon. We shall have—hardly any money. I must bless him before I die.
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