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"
Does
that
mean
that
you
’
re
prepared
to
take
her
back
?
"
"
I
shouldn
’
t
hesitate
.
Why
,
she
’
ll
want
me
more
than
ever
then
.
When
she
’
s
alone
and
humiliated
and
broken
it
would
be
dreadful
if
she
had
nowhere
to
go
.
"
He
seemed
to
bear
no
resentment
.
I
suppose
it
was
commonplace
in
me
that
I
felt
slightly
outraged
at
his
lack
of
spirit
.
Perhaps
he
guessed
what
was
in
my
mind
,
for
he
said
:
"
I
couldn
’
t
expect
her
to
love
me
as
I
loved
her
.
I
’
m
a
buffoon
.
I
’
m
not
the
sort
of
man
that
women
love
.
I
’
ve
always
known
that
.
I
can
’
t
blame
her
if
she
’
s
fallen
in
love
with
Strickland
.
"
"
You
certainly
have
less
vanity
than
any
man
I
’
ve
ever
known
,
"
I
said
.
"
I
love
her
so
much
better
than
myself
.
It
seems
to
me
that
when
vanity
comes
into
love
it
can
only
be
because
really
you
love
yourself
best
.
After
all
,
it
constantly
happens
that
a
man
when
he
’
s
married
falls
in
love
with
somebody
else
;
when
he
gets
over
it
he
returns
to
his
wife
,
and
she
takes
him
back
,
and
everyone
thinks
it
very
natural
.
Why
should
it
be
different
with
women
?
"
"
I
dare
say
that
’
s
logical
,
"
I
smiled
,
"
but
most
men
are
made
differently
,
and
they
can
’
t
.
"
But
while
I
talked
to
Stroeve
I
was
puzzling
over
the
suddenness
of
the
whole
affair
.
I
could
not
imagine
that
he
had
had
no
warning
.
I
remembered
the
curious
look
I
had
seen
in
Blanche
Stroeve
’
s
eyes
;
perhaps
its
explanation
was
that
she
was
growing
dimly
conscious
of
a
feeling
in
her
heart
that
surprised
and
alarmed
her
.
"
Did
you
have
no
suspicion
before
to
-
day
that
there
was
anything
between
them
?
"
I
asked
.
