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‘I am not in the least in a rage. Then Capes flittered to the hearthrug and poked the fire, stood up, and turned about. She was in ill trim for walking, but somehow or other she made her way as far as the Champs Elysées, and sank down upon an empty seat. She told her husband that she wished her nothing more than her own death. “We settled long ago—we’re hard stuff. “YOU wouldn’t like to be independent?” he asked, abruptly. “I wish. ’ ‘Exactement. She opened her suitcase—new and smelling strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal Handbook. “Don’t!” cried Ann Veronica, struggling faintly, and he released her. “Does he ever ask about me?” She asked, feeling like a cuckolded old maid. She’s already spoken for.
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