" "Mother!" cried Jack, in a broken voice. Do you understand?’ ‘Aye, sir. ‘Gerald, what have you been about? Dorothée tells me that you were flirting outrageously with Madame Valade on Monday night. His new wife’s face was sweet and angelic with hair the color of flax, her belly already visibly large beneath a roe skin pelt. After what seemed like an eternity he turned right onto a dirt road that ended unceremoniously at a copse of leafless trees. My friends consider it wonderfully faithful. He was really very proud of her, and extraordinarily angry and resentful at the innocent and audacious selfreliance that seemed to intimate her sense of absolute independence of him, her absolute security without him. It would be downright cruel to disillusion her. It’s these damned novels. Howard Taber.
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