I’m ashamed to confess it, but I didn’t want the charge of you—a too close reminder of my own lost babe. So, one day, because God was wroth, her mother ran away with a blackguard, and died in the gutter, miserably. Having heard from Thames that you were better, and that your sole anxiety was about me, I came to give you the first intelligence of my escape. She had been fighting down this thought for days: that Hoddy did not care, that he did not love her, that he had mistaken a vagary of the mind for a substance, and now regretted what he had done— married a girl who was not his equal in anything. We’ll go to the shops.
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