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He would ask her to come to dinner with him in some little Italian or semiBohemian restaurant in the district toward Soho, or in one of the more stylish and magnificent establishments about Piccadilly Circus, and for the most part she did not care to refuse. She leaned forward in her chair, as if petrified in fear by the scary story. He remembered it suddenly. "Yes. I believed that she was my wife, or she would have been safe from me. My wife doesn’t understand, doesn’t understand now. He may have resources of which we know nothing," the doctor added optimistically. ‘And I wouldn’t be no sort of a man if I’d heard what I heard, and gone off and left you.
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