When the carpenter concluded his recital, Jonathan was for a moment lost in reflection. “My wife. The world, she discovered, with these matters barred had no particular place for her at all, nothing for her to do, except a functionless existence varied by calls, tennis, selected novels, walks, and dusting in her father’s house.
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