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"
But
I
think
it
’
s
true
,
"
I
put
in
mildly
.
She
looked
at
me
with
good
-
humoured
contempt
.
"
A
man
doesn
’
t
throw
up
his
business
and
leave
his
wife
and
children
at
the
age
of
forty
to
become
a
painter
unless
there
’
s
a
woman
in
it
.
I
suppose
he
met
one
of
your
—
artistic
friends
,
and
she
’
s
turned
his
head
.
"
A
spot
of
colour
rose
suddenly
to
Mrs
.
Strickland
’
s
pale
cheeks
.
"
What
is
she
like
?
"
I
hesitated
a
little
.
I
knew
that
I
had
a
bombshell
.
"
There
isn
’
t
a
woman
.
"
Colonel
MacAndrew
and
his
wife
uttered
expressions
of
incredulity
,
and
Mrs
.
Strickland
sprang
to
her
feet
.
"
Do
you
mean
to
say
you
never
saw
her
?
"
