She helped him take it off. She realized dimly that there was no personal thing behind his cry, that countless myriads of Mannings had “My God!”-ed with an equal gusto at situations as flatly apprehended. The walls rocked, the footrail of the bed wavered, and the girl's head had the nebulosity of a composite photograph. This was followed by heavy footsteps, and in another moment the dining-room door was flung open. That her husband was not touching her anymore grew to be like a disease, something to be cured.
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