She wore a wonderful dress of turquoise blue, made by a great dressmaker for a function which she knew very well now that she would never attend. “Why?” “I still love you. Mr. ” “I am afraid,” she murmured, “that it would be difficult. “So you still think of me as husband, even though we have long since tired of each other. "A capital instrument for my purpose," thought Jack, shouldering it, "and worth all the trouble I have had in procuring it. Red velvet curtains rustled under dim lights as the door shut with a heavy snap. Alice was going to be Mrs.
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