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What
's
the
matter
with
you
?
"
"
I
'm
sick
of
the
way
you
treat
your
wife
,
that
's
what
!
For
the
love
of
God
,
Luke
,
grow
up
,
shoulder
your
responsibilities
for
a
while
!
You
've
got
a
wife
and
baby
!
You
should
be
making
a
home
for
them
--
be
a
husband
and
a
father
,
not
a
bloody
stranger
!
"
"
I
will
,
I
will
!
But
I
ca
n't
yet
;
I
've
got
to
carry
on
in
the
sugar
for
a
couple
more
years
just
to
make
sure
.
I
do
n't
want
to
say
I
'm
living
off
Meg
,
which
is
what
I
'd
be
doing
until
things
got
better
.
"
Anne
lifted
her
lip
contemptuously
.
"
Oh
,
bullshit
!
You
married
her
for
her
money
,
did
n't
you
?
"
A
dark-red
flush
stained
his
brown
face
.
He
would
n't
look
at
her
.
"
I
admit
the
money
helped
,
but
I
married
her
because
I
liked
her
better
than
anyone
else
.
"
"
You
liked
her
!
What
about
loving
her
?
"
"
Love
!
What
's
love
?
Nothing
but
a
figment
of
women
's
imagination
,
that
's
all
.
"
He
turned
away
from
the
crib
and
those
unsettling
eyes
,
not
sure
someone
with
eyes
like
that
could
n't
understand
what
was
being
said
.
"
And
if
you
've
quite
finished
telling
me
off
,
where
's
Meg
?
"
"
She
was
n't
well
.
I
sent
her
away
for
a
while
.
Oh
,
do
n't
panic
!
Not
on
your
money
.
I
was
hoping
I
could
persuade
you
to
join
her
,
but
I
see
that
's
impossible
.
"
"
Out
of
the
question
.
Arne
and
I
are
on
our
way
to
Sydney
tonight
.
"
"
What
shall
I
tell
Meggie
when
she
comes
back
?
"
