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[After a short pause.] Who was the other? The woman you had with you—there at the table?

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[A little reluctantly.] She? That was my—my wife.

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[Nods slowly.] Indeed. That is well, Arnold. Some one, then, who does not concern me

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[Nods.] No, of course not

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—one whom you have taken to you after my lifetime.

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[Suddenly looking hard at her.] After your—? What do you mean by that, Irene?

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[Without answering.] And the child? I hear the child is prospering too. Our child survives me—and has come to honour and glory.

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[Smiles as at a far-off recollection.] Our child? Yes, we called it so—then.

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In my lifetime, yes.