It is I who am persecuted by the man who calls himself your husband. The mock astonishment of his face immediately became genuine. She succumbed to cancer of the breast at age forty-three, it was slow and wasting. In the meanwhile, as he talked, he scrutinized her face, ran his eyes over her careless, gracious poise, wondered hard about her. To divide the agony into two spheres so that one would mitigate the other.
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