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 flaring out like that. I didn’t mean it, but the truth is, it’s getting on my nerves, the whole thing seeing her like that  waking up and hearing her crying in the night and pretending it was nothing. I’m fond of her. She’s been a good wife to me, and I can’t bear to see her unhappy.



What is it? Is he dying—is that it?

In fact, he’s getting better. There was a doctor here this afternoon. He says he’ll be all right quite soon.

Does Margaret know that?

The doctor told her just now.

I’m glad of that. Margaret will be glad.





I don’t suppose she'll be coming any more now.

I’m glad. Oh, it’s not that I mind her coming. Don’t