” She turned a firelit face to her husband. Was it a week ago? No, perhaps more. He brought another small loaf, and a can with which he replenished the pitcher, recommending Jack to be careful, as he would get nothing further till morning. “I’ve brought you up some dinner, Vee,” she said. ” “You, then,” he said, “are ‘Alcide. ” She roused herself from some dream at the word. Let him have his honeymoon. Stanley, standing on the hearthrug with his back to the unlit gas-fire. But he held the smile until she turned away from the curtain.
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