He was reaching wearily for some kind of buffer to his harrying conscience. ‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. It is I who am persecuted by the man who calls himself your husband. Putting his own construction upon this mute interchange of opinions, Jonathan ventured to observe, that it certainly was a very perplexing case, but that he thought something might be made of it, and, if left to him, he would undertake to manage the matter to the Master's entire satisfaction. She had noticed a twenty year pattern emerging, and funny how opportunity seemed to strike just when she was getting truly anxious. It was a great weight from her shoulders to confide in another human being, and she suspected he did truly believe her.
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