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"
You
know
,
I
’
m
not
sure
that
your
husband
is
quite
responsible
for
his
actions
.
I
do
not
think
he
is
himself
.
He
seems
to
me
to
be
possessed
by
some
power
which
is
using
him
for
its
own
ends
,
and
in
whose
hold
he
is
as
helpless
as
a
fly
in
a
spider
’
s
web
It
’
s
as
though
someone
had
cast
a
spell
over
him
.
I
’
m
reminded
of
those
strange
stories
one
sometimes
hears
of
another
personality
entering
into
a
man
and
driving
out
the
old
one
.
The
soul
lives
unstably
in
the
body
,
and
is
capable
of
mysterious
transformations
.
In
the
old
days
they
would
say
Charles
Strickland
had
a
devil
.
"
Mrs
.
MacAndrew
smoothed
down
the
lap
of
her
gown
,
and
gold
bangles
fell
over
her
wrists
.
"
All
that
seems
to
me
very
far
-
fetched
,
"
she
said
acidly
.
"
I
don
’
t
deny
that
perhaps
Amy
took
her
husband
a
little
too
much
for
granted
.
If
she
hadn
’
t
been
so
busy
with
her
own
affairs
,
I
can
’
t
believe
that
she
wouldn
’
t
have
suspected
something
was
the
matter
.
I
don
’
t
think
that
Alec
could
have
something
on
his
mind
for
a
year
or
more
without
my
having
a
pretty
shrewd
idea
of
it
.
"
The
Colonel
stared
into
vacancy
,
and
I
wondered
whether
anyone
could
be
quite
so
innocent
of
guile
as
he
looked
.
"
But
that
doesn
’
t
prevent
the
fact
that
Charles
Strickland
is
a
heartless
beast
.
"
She
looked
at
me
severely
.
"
I
can
tell
you
why
he
left
his
wife
—
from
pure
selfishness
and
nothing
else
whatever
.
"
"
That
is
certainly
the
simplest
explanation
,
"
I
said
.
But
I
thought
it
explained
nothing
.
When
,
saying
I
was
tired
,
I
rose
to
go
,
Mrs
.
Strickland
made
no
attempt
to
detain
me
.
What
followed
showed
that
Mrs
.
Strickland
was
a
woman
of
character
.
Whatever
anguish
she
suffered
she
concealed
.
She
saw
shrewdly
that
the
world
is
quickly
bored
by
the
recital
of
misfortune
,
and
willingly
avoids
the
sight
of
distress
.
Whenever
she
went
out
—
and
compassion
for
her
misadventure
made
her
friends
eager
to
entertain
her
—
she
bore
a
demeanour
that
was
perfect
.
She
was
brave
,
but
not
too
obviously
;
cheerful
,
but
not
brazenly
;
and
she
seemed
more
anxious
to
listen
to
the
troubles
of
others
than
to
discuss
her
own
.
Whenever
she
spoke
of
her
husband
it
was
with
pity
.
Her
attitude
towards
him
at
first
perplexed
me
.
One
day
she
said
to
me
:
"
You
know
,
I
’
m
convinced
you
were
mistaken
about
Charles
being
alone
.
From
what
I
’
ve
been
able
to
gather
from
certain
sources
that
I
can
’
t
tell
you
,
I
know
that
he
didn
’
t
leave
England
by
himself
.
"
"
In
that
case
he
has
a
positive
genius
for
covering
up
his
tracks
.
"
