Her head dangled unnaturally for an instant, unleashed from its moorings, then sank to join her husband’s on the floor. “We settled long ago—we’re hard stuff. I’m not mad that he has eyes for you instead of me, not mad at all. . Then he turned round and gazed thoughtfully at the particular spot in the fog where Courtlaw had disappeared. Even WITH the Censorship of Plays there’s hardly a decent thing to which a man can take his wife and daughters, a creeping taint of suggestion everywhere.
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