. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. “I have noticed,” he said, “that you seem to delight in taking a topsy-turvy view of life. " "I wish I could, Joan," returned the carpenter, sadly. ‘Yes, but quite my own fault. I met a Hindu a few weeks ago who was a Harvard man. Bon. THIS, this glissade, would be damned scoundrelism. She padded up the stairs to the bedroom, finding that her sheets had been changed with a fresh pillow case to welcome her weary head. 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. That’s the wonder of it.
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