She counted three on the way to the train and four more on the crowded car that would have gladly taken him to bed with not so much as a word. Never for a moment had violence come between these two since long ago he had, in spite of her mother’s protest in the background, carried her kicking and squalling to the nursery for some forgotten crime. Not a bad man as men go, but he would sell whisky and gin.
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