She smiled encouragingly, laying aside her plate and turning her chair from the table. She thought of how much she wanted to eat the foods she had once feasted on that now smelled as innocuous as spring flowers. Books were always sliding and slipping, clumsy objects to hold. And how could I come home—when he locks me in rooms and all that?” “I do wish this wasn’t going on,” said Miss Stanley, after a pause. "But I agree with Hogarth, that he is precisely the person to do what he has done. . "Stop a minute," cried Jack, detaining his mistresses. ‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. " Mrs. Wood.
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