She never grew angry for anything her husband did: such anger as came to her was directed against the lazy, incompetent servant who was always snooping about in the inner temple—Spurlock's study. " "You delight me with the intelligence," said the stranger, entirely recovering his cheerfulness of look. A discreet husband would leave the dispensation of his bounty, where women are concerned, to his wife. Her husband was prouder of her every day. It may be well, therefore, before proceeding farther, to describe it more minutely. “Well, I do. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. An unexpected vacancy, wasn’t it? Every one comes in on unexpected vacancy. "Mr. No one had the resources or the inclination to rebuild them. She leaned forward in her chair, as if petrified in fear by the scary story.
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