You know not in what dark places my life has been cast; with what crimes it has been stained. So this was what it was all about. The contest, however, though desperate, was brief. He was always tenderly courteous; he answered her ordinary questions readily and her extraordinary ones patiently; he always rose when she entered or left the room. His first wife. She counted three on the way to the train and four more on the crowded car that would have gladly taken him to bed with not so much as a word.
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