“You mean to tell me” he said, “that you have a lover? While I have been keeping you! Yes—keeping you!” This view of life he hurled at her as if it were an offensive missile. He felt her warm breath upon his cheek, the perfume of her hair as she leaned over him. "Perhaps," replied Wood, doubtfully. Her cogitations were dissipated by a knock on the door. Hadn’t the stomach to admit the truth, had he? I’ll lay any money he labelled you with some foul French name as well.
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