It was not as bad a wound as she had at first thought, and the blood was only oozing now. She tore open the envelope and read it. ” She looked thoughtfully into the fire. By a sort of instinct. Already she knew that she was overstaying her welcome. “Slavery! Downtroddenness! When I think of it I feel all over boot marks— men’s boots. We were hunting and were separated from the rest of the hunters, so I said, ‘There are ways for a man to escape his wife where no one is harmed. He conveyed not only his sense of the extreme want of correctitude in their unsanctioned meetings, but also that, so far as he was concerned, this irregularity mattered not at all, that he had flung—and kept on flinging—such considerations to the wind. His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. There were two of them.
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