Each time a daughter had been born to him he had concealed his chagrin with great tenderness and effusion from his wife, and had sworn unwontedly and with passionate sincerity in the bathroom. She was going to him soon and certainly, going to his strong, embracing arms. 'Avow nothing, believe nothing, give nothing for nothing,' is my own motto. Somebody to depend upon her; somebody to have need of her, if only for a little while. Perhaps I ought not to; but this isn't a case to fiddle-faddle over.
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