He regretted— more deeply than he could say—the occurrence of this evening. Even there a woman never gets a fair chance. The lunches were individual affairs: sandwiches, bottled olives and jam commandeered from the Victoria. ‘That’s better. They were on their way back home, or so she had thought. "Do you mean to say that if I support your kid, I shan't bring him up how I please—eh?" "Don't question me, but leave me," replied the widow wildly; "you had better.
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