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"
Then
it
’
s
not
your
wife
who
’
s
left
you
;
it
’
s
you
who
’
ve
left
your
wife
.
"
"
For
God
’
s
sake
don
’
t
talk
to
me
like
that
.
"
Still
I
could
not
take
him
seriously
.
I
did
not
for
a
moment
believe
what
he
had
told
me
.
But
he
was
in
very
real
distress
.
"
Well
,
you
’
ve
come
here
to
talk
to
me
about
it
.
You
’
d
better
tell
me
the
whole
story
.
"
"
This
afternoon
I
couldn
’
t
stand
it
any
more
.
I
went
to
Strickland
and
told
him
I
thought
he
was
quite
well
enough
to
go
back
to
his
own
place
.
I
wanted
the
studio
myself
.
"
"
No
one
but
Strickland
would
have
needed
telling
,
"
I
said
.
"
What
did
he
say
?
"
"
He
laughed
a
little
;
you
know
how
he
laughs
,
not
as
though
he
were
amused
,
but
as
though
you
were
a
damned
fool
,
and
said
he
’
d
go
at
once
.
He
began
to
put
his
things
together
.
You
remember
I
fetched
from
his
room
what
I
thought
he
needed
,
and
he
asked
Blanche
for
a
piece
of
paper
and
some
string
to
make
a
parcel
.
"
Stroeve
stopped
,
gasping
,
and
I
thought
he
was
going
to
faint
.
This
was
not
at
all
the
story
I
had
expected
him
to
tell
me
.
"
She
was
very
pale
,
but
she
brought
the
paper
and
the
string
.
He
didn
’
t
say
anything
.
He
made
the
parcel
and
he
whistled
a
tune
.
He
took
no
notice
of
either
of
us
.
His
eyes
had
an
ironic
smile
in
them
.
My
heart
was
like
lead
.
I
was
afraid
something
was
going
to
happen
,
and
I
wished
I
hadn
’
t
spoken
.
He
looked
round
for
his
hat
.
Then
she
spoke
:
