Mr. "What?… Oh!… Well, good Lord!" He wrenched loose his head and stood up, sending the chair clattering to the floor. ’ He endured the inevitable scold with patience, saluted Mrs Chalkney’s faded cheek, and went off to endure the necessary delay with what patience he could muster. He insisted once again on opening the car door for her. “Let me see,” she said to herself, trying to control a slight sinking of the heart, “I am going to take a room in a lodging-house because that is cheaper. “I am going,” he said, “to be impertinent. But how long would she last, withering away to a desiccated pile of skin and bone? Round and round she would go.
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