She had thought—What had she thought? That this dependence of women was but an illusion which needed only to be denied to vanish. We two just love each other—the real, identical other—all the time. Hers was beauty on a large scale no doubt; but it was beauty, nevertheless: and the carpenter thought her eyes as bright, her complexion as blooming, and her figure (if a little more buxom) quite as captivating as when he led her to the altar some twenty years ago. “I think that I will leave this letter for him,” she said. “It’s a way of avoiding explanations. ’ ‘I had never the intention to tell you anything, pig!’ Gosse moved forward a little. I’ve made no one happy. “I believed that he was the great multi-millionaire.
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