“Because I hate you!” She spat. His eyes were closed. To the poor carpenter it seemed an endless distance. He slapped his knee. There’s no logic in these things. He was a manly man, free from any strong maternal strain, and he had loved his dark-eyed, dainty bright-colored, and active little wife with a real vein of passion in his sentiment. Monsieur Valade heaved a gusty sigh, and Gerald, with heavy diplomacy and a forced heartiness of manner, turned the subject.
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