He delayed the blow till the fortunate conjuncture was past. . I was his wife. ” “Not exactly. He remembered it suddenly. “She’s going to have some sort of meal with the Widgetts down the Avenue, and go up with them. There was the stile on which Jonathan had sat, and he recollected distinctly the effect of his mocking glance— how it had hardened his heart against his mother's prayer. ‘Oh, my God, she’s gone!’ Wrenching his hand from his friend’s slackened grasp, he darted for the door, Roding behind him. He was really very proud of her, and extraordinarily angry and resentful at the innocent and audacious selfreliance that seemed to intimate her sense of absolute independence of him, her absolute security without him. Hours were spent in preparation for the event.
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