I believe I’m in love. Only a book detective could dope this out. He had been gone entirely one day, for yesterday afternoon he had departed from Remenham House, and she had waited with patience like a saint, and now it was again the afternoon. She vanished from the laboratory for a week, a week of oddly interesting days. What happened? Did you turn me?” “Yes, my love. Quite soon, after we were married—it was just within a year—I formed a friendship with the wife of a friend, a woman eight years older than myself.
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