Then her head disappeared suddenly in her hands, and her shoulders shook violently. “Even if he lives here you may go all your life and never come face to face with him again. He was apt to play so many games, she was afraid she might have misunderstood. And, without another word, he seized the table with both hands, and upset it; scattering plates, dishes, bottles, jugs, and glasses far and wide. At that a new element poured into her excitement, an element of wild disgust and terror. She wished he could smoke and dull his nerves a little. He reached for her and she stroked his head soothingly as his mother had done a few times when he had suffered bad fevers. "I don't think he would," acquiesced the carpenter. I might have told you the truth.
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