“Never was such an age of transition. “I’m sorry, ma’am, to seem the cause of any disturbance, but this,” he pointed to Anna, “is my wife. By the time she was done, the bodies in the bathtub were gathering flies. She had had to do away with many a leering foster father since she had started frequenting foster homes in the middle of the century. "Who knows but this key may open a golden lock one of these days?" And, picking it up, he thrust it into his pocket. A wife formed part of his scheme of life, for several years he had been secretly but assiduously looking for her.
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