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He slept in the same place as on the night before. And again a day passed without any sort of inquiry from Wood Green. When evening came he went home. Mrs. Jordan behaved as though he had returned from business in the usual way. 'Is it raining?' she asked, with a half smile. And her husband replied, in as matter of fact a tone as he could command, 'No, it isn't.' There was no mention between them of his absence. HE SLEPT IN THE SAME PLACE AS ON THE NIGHT BEFORE AND AGAIN A DAY PASSED WITHOUT ANY SORT OF INQUIRY FROM WOOD GREEN WHEN EVENING CAME HE WENT HOME MISSUS JODAN BEHAVED AS THOUGH HE HAD RETURNED FROM BUSINESS IN THE USUAL WAY IS IT RAINING SHE ASKED WITH A HALF SMILE AND HER HUSBAND REPLIED IN AS MATTER OF FACT A TONE AS HE COULD COMMAND NO IT ISN'T THERE WAS NO MENTION BETWEEN THEM OF HIS ABSENCE
woman. Say what he might, the fault always seemed his. His wife was simply doing her duty--in a spirit of admirable thoroughness; he, in the eyes of a third person, would appear an unreasonable and violent curmudgeon. Had it not all sprung out of his obstinacy with regard to reading at breakfast? How explain to anyone what he suffered in his nerves, in his pride, in the outraged habitudes of a lifetime? That evening he did not return to Wood Green. Afraid of questions if he showed himself in the old resorts, he spent some hours in a billiard-room near King's Cross, and towards midnight took a bedroom under the same roof. On going to business next day, he awaited with tremors either a telegram or a visit from his wife; but the whole day passed, and he heard nothing. After dark he walked once more about the beloved streets, pausing now and then to look up at the windows of this or that well remembered house. Ah, if he durst but enter and engage a lodging! Impossible--for ever impossible! SSIBLE TO ARGUE WITH THIS WOMAN SAY WHAT HE MIGHT THE FAULT ALWAYS SEEMED HIS HIS WIFE WAS SIMPLY DOING HER DUTY IN A SPIRIT OF ADMIRABLE THOROUGHNESS HE IN THE EYES OF A THIRD PERSON WOULD APPEAR AN UNREASONABLE AND VIOLENT CURMUDGEON HAD IT NOT ALL SPRUNG OUT OF HIS OBSTINACY WITH REGARD TO READING AT BREAKFAST HOW EXPLAIN TO ANY ONE WHAT HE SUFFERED IN HIS NERVES IN HIS PRIDE IN THE OUTRAGED HABITUDES OF A LIFETIME THAT EVENING HE DID NOT RETURN TO WOOD GREEN AFRAID OF QUESTIONS IF HE SHOWED HIMSELF IN THE OLD RESORTS HE SPENT SOME HOURS IN A BILLIARD ROOM NEAR KING'S CROSS AND TOWARDS MIDNIGHT TOOK A BEDROOM UNDER THE SAME ROOF ON GOING TO BUSINESS NEXT DAY HE AWAITED WITH TREMORS EITHER A TELEGRAM OR A VISIT FROM HIS WIFE BUT THE WHOLE DAY PASSED AND HE HEARD NOTHING AFTER DARK HE WALKED ONCE MORE ABOUT THE BELOVED STREETS PAUSING NOW AND THEN TO LOOK UP AT THE WINDOWS OF THIS OR THAT WELL REMEMBERED HOUSE AH IF HE DURST BUT ENTER AND ENGAGE A LODGING IMPOSSIBLE FOREVER IMPOSSIBLE
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