’ ‘Don’t you believe it. It was after all a momentary affair. The babies that the woman—your wife—refused to stop creating. When she awoke, she felt sick, her mouth still salty with blood. She forbade him to escape to his workshop in the basement during those times, denying him his one and only hobby. “Good-looking rascal she met at Worthing. Her patience was waning fast. And more boys die than girls, so that the real disproportion among adults is even greater. She was sick of herself, of her life, of everything but him; and for him all her masked and hidden being was crying out. “Have you ever kissed a guy before?” She rolled the tissue into a ball in her lap and stared at it. The cave had always been considered an evil place by the braves and for the most part they left her alone. She traveled through back yards and quiet side streets on her way home, careful to avoid the main thoroughfares, fraught as they were with people in cars who would recognize her person or notice her dress. Aunt and niece regarded each other silently. The conversation turned towards the subject of the Diedermayer’s many European vacations. But here,—even here, the demon was suffered to intrude, and Jack's thoughts were distracted by Jonathan Wild, who stood at a little distance from him, and kept his bloodthirsty eyes fixed on him during the whole of the service.
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