‘But there is something still I do not understand. She hurried with Jack as fast as she could to the open door to the passage. . But a total stranger, a man you never saw twentyfour hours ago! It can't be thought of. “Don’t be too sure of that,” she answered enigmatically. The carpet was a quiet drugget and not excessively worn, and the bed in the corner was covered by a white quilt. If she has no children, she goes on loving her husband; but he is no longer a man but a child. You would rather live like the scum of the earth, in that little brown hovel you call a house, in bourgeois paradise.
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