I’m damaged goods. Then enter Mr. Mrs. And I've made up my mind that a husband ought to believe only half that he hears, and nothing that he sees. The Widgett mental furniture was perhaps worn and shabby, but there it was before you, undisguised, fading visibly in an almost pitiless sunlight.
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