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I
sha
'n'
t
get
married
right
away
again
even
if
you
do
give
me
a
divorce
.
I
do
n't
care
to
take
anybody
along
.
It
would
be
better
for
the
children
if
you
would
stay
here
and
divorce
me
.
The
public
would
think
better
of
them
and
you
.
"
"
I
'll
not
do
it
,
"
declared
Mrs.
Cowperwood
,
emphatically
.
"
I
'll
never
do
it
,
never
;
so
there
!
You
can
say
what
you
choose
.
You
owe
it
to
me
to
stick
by
me
and
the
children
after
all
I
've
done
for
you
,
and
I
'll
not
do
it
.
You
need
n't
ask
me
any
more
;
I
'll
not
do
it
.
"
"
Very
well
,
"
replied
Cowperwood
,
quietly
,
getting
up
.
"
We
need
n't
talk
about
it
any
more
now
.
Your
time
is
nearly
up
,
anyhow
.
"
(
Twenty
minutes
was
supposed
to
be
the
regular
allotment
for
visitors
.
)
"
Perhaps
you
'll
change
your
mind
sometime
.
"
She
gathered
up
her
muff
and
the
shawl-strap
in
which
she
had
carried
her
gifts
,
and
turned
to
go
.
It
had
been
her
custom
to
kiss
Cowperwood
in
a
make-believe
way
up
to
this
time
,
but
now
she
was
too
angry
to
make
this
pretense
.
And
yet
she
was
sorry
,
too
--
sorry
for
herself
and
,
she
thought
,
for
him
.
"
Frank
,
"
she
declared
,
dramatically
,
at
the
last
moment
,
"
I
never
saw
such
a
man
as
you
.
I
do
n't
believe
you
have
any
heart
.
You
're
not
worthy
of
a
good
wife
.
You
're
worthy
of
just
such
a
woman
as
you
're
getting
.
The
idea
!
"
Suddenly
tears
came
to
her
eyes
,
and
she
flounced
scornfully
and
yet
sorrowfully
out
.
Cowperwood
stood
there
.
At
least
there
would
be
no
more
useless
kissing
between
them
,
he
congratulated
himself
It
was
hard
in
a
way
,
but
purely
from
an
emotional
point
of
view
.
He
was
not
doing
her
any
essential
injustice
,
he
reasoned
--
not
an
economic
one
--
which
was
the
important
thing
.
She
was
angry
to-day
,
but
she
would
get
over
it
,
and
in
time
might
come
to
see
his
point
of
view
.
Who
could
tell
?
At
any
rate
he
had
made
it
plain
to
her
what
he
intended
to
do
and
that
was
something
as
he
saw
it
.
He
reminded
one
of
nothing
so
much
,
as
he
stood
there
,
as
of
a
young
chicken
picking
its
way
out
of
the
shell
of
an
old
estate
.
Although
he
was
in
a
cell
of
a
penitentiary
,
with
nearly
four
years
more
to
serve
,
yet
obviously
he
felt
,
within
himself
,
that
the
whole
world
was
still
before
him
.
He
could
go
west
if
he
could
not
reestablish
himself
in
Philadelphia
;
but
he
must
stay
here
long
enough
to
win
the
approval
of
those
who
had
known
him
formerly
--
to
obtain
,
as
it
were
,
a
letter
of
credit
which
he
could
carry
to
other
parts
.
"
Hard
words
break
no
bones
,
"
he
said
to
himself
,
as
his
wife
went
out
.
"
A
man
's
never
done
till
he
's
done
.
I
'll
show
some
of
these
people
yet
.
"
Of
Bonhag
,
who
came
to
close
the
cell
door
,
he
asked
whether
it
was
going
to
rain
,
it
looked
so
dark
in
the
hall
.
"
It
's
sure
to
before
night
,
"
replied
Bonhag
,
who
was
always
wondering
over
Cowperwood
's
tangled
affairs
as
he
heard
them
retailed
here
and
there
.
The
time
that
Cowperwood
spent
in
the
Eastern
Penitentiary
of
Pennsylvania
was
exactly
thirteen
months
from
the
day
of
his
entry
to
his
discharge
.
The
influences
which
brought
about
this
result
were
partly
of
his
willing
,
and
partly
not
.
For
one
thing
,
some
six
months
after
his
incarceration
,
Edward
Malia
Butler
died
,
expired
sitting
in
his
chair
in
his
private
office
at
his
home
.
The
conduct
of
Aileen
had
been
a
great
strain
on
him
.
From
the
time
Cowperwood
had
been
sentenced
,
and
more
particularly
after
the
time
he
had
cried
on
Aileen
's
shoulder
in
prison
,
she
had
turned
on
her
father
in
an
almost
brutal
way
.
Her
attitude
,
unnatural
for
a
child
,
was
quite
explicable
as
that
of
a
tortured
sweetheart
.
Cowperwood
had
told
her
that
he
thought
Butler
was
using
his
influence
to
withhold
a
pardon
for
him
,
even
though
one
were
granted
to
Stener
,
whose
life
in
prison
he
had
been
following
with
considerable
interest
;
and
this
had
enraged
her
beyond
measure
.
She
lost
no
chance
of
being
practically
insulting
to
her
father
,
ignoring
him
on
every
occasion
,
refusing
as
often
as
possible
to
eat
at
the
same
table
,
and
when
she
did
,
sitting
next
her
mother
in
the
place
of
Norah
,
with
whom
she
managed
to
exchange
.
She
refused
to
sing
or
play
any
more
when
he
was
present
,
and
persistently
ignored
the
large
number
of
young
political
aspirants
who
came
to
the
house
,
and
whose
presence
in
a
way
had
been
encouraged
for
her
benefit
.
Old
Butler
realized
,
of
course
,
what
it
was
all
about
.
He
said
nothing
.
He
could
not
placate
her
.
