“Did I do something wrong?” He asked. “She’s my wife,” the man muttered. “To the young man himself,” he answered, “no! I simply object to his calling here two or three times a week during my absence. Shrinking involuntarily back into the farthest corner of the seat, Jack buried his face in his hands. co.
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