I always thought Mrs. Say, how about this Ah Cum: is he
honest?"
"As the day is long. She isn't used to
cities. ’
The lodgekeeper’s jaw fell open. She imagined herself on a barren
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plain, post-Apocalypse, convulsing, waiting to die with
the cockroach. "The worst house in the neighbourhood—the constant haunt of reprobates and
thieves," groaned Wood. Why? While the
front of his mind was busy warning her not to fall into the hopeless miseries of
underpaid teaching, and explaining his idea that for women of initiative, quite as
much as for men, the world of business had by far the best chances, the back
chambers of his brain were busy with the problem of that “Why?”
His first idea as a man of the world was to explain her unrest by a lover, some
secret or forbidden or impossible lover. “I know nothing about your wife.
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