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“W HEN 1 write my book on 'How to Manage Hus bands/" strenely began the girl who like* to talk. Then the storm broke and she paused ‘■you haven't a husband!" (Tied the bride. That * why I’m entirely competent *o handle the subject retorted the *irl who like* to talk Why, you can't manage a canary, let alone a mau!" scoffed her sister. I said 'husband.' not a mere man," sueetky explained the girl who likes to talk. Any kind of man can be a man. but it takes a particular kind to be a husband. That's why so many women make mistake* they don’t appreciate the difference They are exactly as foolish as the men who think any kind of fluffy-rutfles girl has in her the makings of an ideal « ook and housekeeper ready to pop forth like the cap in a Christmas cracker* Why, it s no more natural for one of these snaky, fascinating, almond- eyed siren* that men go crasy over to keep house than it is for every man to like to dig ditches just because that's a man's work! However, that isn’t the point She Knows. ' Naturally, any woman with sense will keep her iron hand concealed within her glove, but no matter how much she coos away in public about what ‘Jack says’ and how 'Jack wants this’ or ‘Jack wants that.’ she knows perfectly well that in reality she is ruling jack with precision and dis patch, and if she has had time enough he is jumping through hoops and lying down ami rolling over in haste st the crack of the whip. "I don’t believe in the crushed mar lied woman you read about! Any woman has it in her power to make things so awfully uncomfortable for a man at home that if she lets him bully her she deserves it as a reward for her own stupidity. Of course, there are eccentric men who under circumstances like these will shrug their shoulders and go to the club or the theater and forget it. and then friend wife loses the trick, but the average man is lost outside his own home, and you couldn't pry him away If you tried He is helpless in the hands of the feminine enemy. He couldn’t find his clean shirts to save his neck, and long, long ago he lost track of the lair from which emerge his clean handkerchiefs and socks He has trustfully received them from the hands of his wife for so many moons that he'd have to hire a detective agency if lie had to search for them himself. As for towels, all he lias to do is stretch forth his hand and open the cupboard door in the bath room. but he never does it. He i ranes his neck over the stairs and shouts down reproachfully to his wife that there apparently is not a towel in the house and he pathetically wishes, if it is not too much trouble, ihat she would ascend the stairs ami find one. He hates to bother her. of course, but he really must have a towel. Then he stands more or less pa tiently while she opens the cupboard door and bumps him in the nose with it and gets a towel and stuffs it into his bands. Perhaps, however, she tarries to wipe the back of her hus band's neck and ears for him. like »*ne woman I knew. Why. I heard about a man who k »t married because he had millions loving relative* and it drove him < rusty buying presents for them at holiday time, and he knew that if he had a wife she would have to buy the presents. Husbands shift all ► nrts of things upon their wives’ altouldert besides shopping. They make them do all the dinner calls and Hie letter writing and the charity work, and the battling with house bibs and the invitation list, and if a woman is wise she will submit to It. The secret is to make your husband so dependent on you that he’d be lost without you, and then he’ll be ho scared at the idea of losing you that he’ll let you do any old thing you want to!" What They Do. "I don’t see anything very bright about that." said the sister of the girl who likes to talk. "In plain words, make a slave of yourself In order to boss your husband. Who comes out ahead?" "1 am sure," said the bride. "I don't have to manage Jim. He is perfectly lovely to me and lets me have my own way In every" "Oh, my book isn't going to be written for cynics and little blind geese like you two," explained the girl who likes to talk. "It’s for the women who realize that they've either got to manage their husbands or die In the attempt. And mostly,” added the girl, with a sigh, "they do!” "What?" asked the bride. "Die,” explained the girl who likes to talk, still trying to learn!" What Enry Learned. There had been some technics, classes started in connection with he parish schools and when the vicar ailed at the hoxm of q^; of the pu pils the boy’s motht> ^j^ressed her •1 »o > ou kn> v vlo»- re marked. "since ’Enry took up ‘he plumbing and gasflttijiAA* them clas- s t ain’t cost us Tfcingle penrr - since for gas. ’ Dear me! replied the much grati fied reverend gentlemen "And how is that?" "SVhy. he went and moved our per*. n> - n-the-slot meter from the kitchen to outside the front door." came the exi lanat'on. But don't you have to drop the pt-rur'ea in just the same?" querleJ to vita r. "Not us, vicar!" came the proud rj • s "Other people does that for us. ’Enry writ Vh eolatei' over the t » > Most Prompt and Effectual Cure for Bad Colds. When you have a bad cold you cat a remedy that will not only & Dw- relief rut effect a prompt and s u; ruanent cure, a remedy that is £ n pa?vnl to take, a remedy that s contains nothing injurious. Cham- j •»erlain*s Cough Remedy meets all s ;he*t re .uirements It acts on na- ) lure’s plan, relieves the lungs, aids ( expectoration, opens the secretions ; 8ifd restores the system to a v healthy condition. This remedy ; as a world-wide sale and use. and $ • an always be depended upon. Sold ) How to Manage A Powerful Story of Ail- ** WITHI M THP I A V J ^ By MARVIN DANA, from the \ Up-to-Date a Husband venture, Intrigue andLove nu.Tonorc, ~T~ VV 1 I 111 n I IIn LAY \ Play of BERNARD VElLLER j Jokes \ Mary Turner, after the death of ) her father and mother, is forced v to make her own way in life. She f secures a position at the Kmpo- v riutn. a department store owned ? by Edward Glider, and. after five i years of bare existence, valuebl* f silks are stolen from the store, \ traced to Mary's department, ami ? some of the goods found in her > locker. Although Innocent, the < girl is arrested and sentenced to > three years in prison. ( After her conviction she tells Goorge Dam a rest, chief of Gilder’s legal staff, that she can show the merchant how to stop thievery In his store If gum ted a ten-minute In terview. The interview is granted, and, handcuffed to a plain-clothes man. she enters Gilder’s private ! office. He enters immediately af terward. Without mincing of words, Mary ; tells him that he can stop stealing by paying his employees a living wage. Now go on with the story Copyright. 1913. by ttie H. K Fly Com pany The play "Within the I*iw" is copyrighted by Mr. Velller and this novelization of it Is published by his permission. The American Play Com pany Is the sole proprietor of the ex- clurfve rights of the representation and performance of "Within the lytw in all languages. TODAY’S INSTALLMENT. In the end. the suggestion came from Alary Turner herself, to the great surprise of Aggie, and truth to tell, of herself. There were two factors that chiefly influenced her decision. The first whs due to the feeling that, sin^e the world had rejected her she need no longer concern herself with the world's opinion, <>r retain any scru ples over It. Back of this lay her hitter sentiment toward the man who had been the direct cause of her im prisonment. Edward Gilder, It seem ed to her that the general warfare against the world might well lie made an initial step in the warfare she meant to wage, somehow, some time, against that man personally, in ac cordance with the hysterical threat she had uttered to his face. I he factor that was the Immediate cause of her decision on an Irregular mode of life was an editorial in one of the daily newspapers. This was a scathing arraignment of a master In high finance. The point of the writ er's attack was the grim sarcasm for such methods of thievery as are kept within the law. That phrase hall the girl's fancy, and she read the article again with a quickened inter est. Then, she began to meditate. She herself was in a curious. Inde terminate attitude as far as concern ed the law. It was the law that had worked the ruin of her life, which she had striven to make wholesome. In consequence, she felt for the law no genuine respect, only detestation is far the epitome of Injustice. Yet she gave it a superficial respect, born of those three years of suffering which had been the result of the penally inflicted on her. It was as an ef fect of this latter feeling that she was determined on one thing of vital importance; that never would she be guilty of anything to pit her against the law’s decrees. ,She had known too many hours of anguish In the doom set on her life because she had been deemed a violator of the law. No. never would she let herself take any position in which the law could accuse her. . But there remained the fact that the actual cause of her long misery was this same law, mani pulated by the man she hated. It had punished her, though she had moon without fault. For that reason, she must always regard It as her enemy, must. Indeed, hate it with an inten sity beyond words -with an inten sity equal to that she bore the man Gilder. Now. In the paragraph she had Just read she found a clue to suggestive thought, a hint as to a means by which she might satisfy her rancor against the law that had outraged her and thus in safety since she would attempt nought save that within the law. ‘ It s Dick! ’ ’ The cry came as a wai lof despair from the girl Might Do Anything. Mary's heart leaped at the possibil ity buck of those three words, "within the law’." She might do anythin,, seek my revenge, work any evil, en joy, enjoy and mastery, as long as she should keep w ithin the law. Ther»* could be no punishment then. That was the lesson taught by the captain in high finance. He was at pains al ways In his stupendous robberies to keep within the law. To that end. he employed lawyers <>f mighty cunning and learning to guide his steps arignt in such tortuous paths. There, then, was the secret. Why sc mild she not use the like means? Why, In deed? She had brains enough to de vise. surely. Beyond that, she needoi only to keep her course most eare- fullj within those limits of wrong doing permitted by the statutes. For that, the sole requirement would be of wrong-doing jiermttted by the statutes. Ar once. Mary’s mind was made up. After all, the thing W'»:? absurdly simple It was merely matter for ingenuity and for pruden e In alliance. . . Moreover. there would come eventually some adequate device against her arch-enemy, Ed ward Gilder. .Mary meditated on the idea for many days, and ever it seemed increasingly good to her. Finally, it developed to a point where she believed It altogether feasible, and then she took Joe <5arson Into her confidence, lie was vastly as tonished ut the outset and not quite pleased. To his view, this plan offered merely a fashion of setting difficulties in the way of achievement. Presently, however, the sincerity and persistence of the girl won him over. The task of convincing him would have been easier had he himself ever known the torment of serving a term In prison. Thus far. however, the forger had always escaped the penalty for his crimes, though often close to conviction. But Mary’s argu ments were of a compelling sort «is she set them forth in detail, and they made their appeal to (.arson, who was by no means lacking in a shrewd nat’ve intel ligence He agreed that the experiment should be made, notwithstanding the fact that he felt no particular enthusi asm over the proposed scheme of work ing It Is likely that ids own strong feeling of attraction toward the girl whom he had saved from death, who now appeared before him as a rudiantly beautiful young woman, was more per suasive than the excellent ideas which she presented so emphatically, and with a logic so impressive They Found a Lawyer. An agreement was made by which Joe Garson and certain of his more trusted intimates in the underworld were to put themselves under the orders of Mary concerning the sphere of their activities. Furthermore, they bound themselves not to engage in any devious business without her consent. Aggie, too, was one of the company thus con stituted, but she figured little In the preliminary discussions, since neither Mary nor the forger had much respect for the intellectual capabilities of the adventuress, though they appreciated to the full her remarkable powers of in fluencing men to her will. It was not difficult to find a lawyer suited to the necessities of the under taking. Mary bore In mind constantly the high financier's reliance on the legal adviser competent to invent u method whereby to baffle the law at any de sired point, and after judicious investi gation she selected an ambitious and experienced Jew named Slgismund Har ris. Just in the prime of his mental vig ors. w’ho possessed a knowledge of the law only to be equaled by his disrespect for It. He seemed, indeed, precisely tiie man to fit the situation for one de sirous of outraging the l;i<v remorsely, while still retaining a place absolutely within it. Forthwith, Ihe scheme was set in operation. As a first step, Mary Turner became a young lady of independent for tune, who had living with her a cousin, Miss Agnes Lynch. The flat was aban doned. In its stead was an apartment in the Nineties on Riverside Drive, in which the ladies lived alone with two maids to serve vthem. Garson had rooms in the neighborhood, but Jim ynch, who persistently refused the conditions of such an alliance, betook himself afar, to continue his reckless gathering of other folk’s money in such wise as to make him amenable to the law the very first time he should be c-aught at it. She Devised a Scheme. A few tentative ventures resulted in profits so large that the company grew mightily enthusiastic over the novel manner of working Tn each instance, Mari is was consulted, and made his confidential statement as to the legality of the thing proposed. Mary gratified her eager mind by careful studies in this chosen line of nefarlousness. After a few perfectly legal breach-of-promise suits, due to Aggie’s winsome innocence of demeanor, had been settled advan tageously out of court. Mary devised a scheme of greater elaborateness, with the legal acumen of the lawyer to in dorse it in the matter of safety. This netted thirty thousand dollars. It was planned as the swindling of a swindler—which, in fact, had now be come the secret principle in Mary's morality. A gentleman possessed of some means, none too scrupulous himself, hut with high financial aspirations, advertised for a partner to invest capital in a business sure to bring large returns. This ad vertisement caught the eye of Mary Turner, and she answered It. An intro ductory correspondence.encouraged her to hope for the victory in a game of cunning against cunning. She consulted with the perspicacious Mr. Harris, and especially sought from him detailed in formation as to partnership law. His statements gave her such confidence that presently she entered Into a part nership with the advertiser. By the terms of their agreement each deposited thirty thousand dollars to the partner ship account. This sum of sixty thou sand dollars was ostensibly to be dtv- voted to the purchase of a tract of land, which should afterward be divided into lots, and resold to the public at enor mous profit. As a matter of fact, the advertiser planned to make a spurious purchase of the tract In question, by means of forged deeds granted by an accomplice, thus making through fraud t neat profit of thirty thousand dollars The issue was. however, disappointing to him in the extreme. No sooner was the sixty thousand dollars on deposit in the bank than Mary Turner drew out the whole amount, as she had a perfect right to do legally. When the adver tiser learned of this, he was, naturally enough, full to overflowing with wrath. But after an interview with Harris he swallowed this wrath as best he might. He found that his adversary knew a dangerous deal as to his various swin dling operations. In short, he could not go into court with clean hands, which is a prime stipulation of the law— though often honored in the breach. :ut the advertiser's hands were too perilously filthy, so he let himself be mulcted in raging silence. A New Game. The event established Mary as the arbiter in iter own coterie. Here was. in truth, a new game, a game most enter taining. and most profitable, and not in the leant risky Immediately after the adventure with the advertiser Mary de cided that a certain General Hastings would make an excellent sacrifice on the altar of justice—and to her own financial profit. The old man was a notorious roue, of most unsavory repu- ation as a destroyer of innocence. It was probable that he would easily fall a victim to the ingenuous charms of Aggie. As for that precocious damsel, she would run no least risk of destruc tion by the satyr. So, presently, there were elaborate plotting*. General Hast- rigs met Aggie In the most casual way. He was captivated by her freshness and beauty, her demureness, her ignorance of all things vicious. Straightway he set his snares, being himself already limed. He showered every gallant at tention on the naive bread-and-butter miss, and succeeded gratifyingly soon In winning her heart-r-to all appearance But he gained nothing more, for the coy creature abruptly developed most effective powers of resistance to every blandishment that went beyond strictest propriety. His ardor cooled suddenly when Harris filed the papers in a suit for ten thousand dollars damage for breach of ; v »*'»mise. Even while this affair was ill in the course of execution, Mary found herself engaged in a direction that offered at 'east the hope of attaining her great de sire. revenge against Edward Gilder. This opportunity came in the person of his son, Dick. After much contriving she secured an introduction to that voung man. Forthwith she showed her self so deliciously womanly, so intelli gent. so daintily feminine, so singularly beautiful, that the young man was enamored almost at once. The fact thrilled Mary to the depths of her heart, for in this son of the man whom she hated she saw’ the in strument of vengeance for which she had so longed. Yet, this one thing was so vital to her that she said nothing of her purposes, not even to Aggie, al though that observant person may have possessed suspicions more or less near the truth. Important Engagement. It was some such suspicion that lay behind her speech as, in negligee, she sat cross-legged on the bed, smoking a j cigarette in a very knowing way. while watching Mary, who was adjusting her hat before the mirror of her dressing ta- ■ b!e one pleasant spring morning. "Dollin’ up a whole lot, ain’t you?" j Aggie remarked affably, with that laxity of language which characterized her natural moods. "I have a very important engagement with Dick Gilder," Mary replied, tran quilly. She vouchsafed nothing more definite as to her intentions. "Nice boy, ain't he?" Aggie ventured, insinuatingly. "Oh, I suppose so," came the indiffer ent answer from Mary, as she tilled the picture hat to an angle a trifle more jaunty. The pseudo cousin sniffed. "You s’pose that, do you? Well, any how, he’s here so much we ought to be chargin’ him for his meal ticket. And yet I ain’t sure that you even know whether he’s the real goods or not." The fair face of Mary Turner hard ened the least bit. There shone an ex pression of inscrutable disdain in the violet eyes, as she turned to regard Aggie with a level glance. “I know that he’s the son—the only son—of Edward Gilder. The fact is enough for me." The adventuress of the demure face shook her head In token of complete bafflement. Her rosy lips pouted In petulant dissatisfaction. "I don't get you. Mary," she admit ted, querulously. "You never used to look at the men. The way you acted when you first run around with me, I thought you sure was a suffragette. And then you met this young Gilder— and-good-night, nurse!" The hardness remained in Mary’s face as she continued to regard her friend But now there was something quizzi cal in the glance with which she ac companied the monosyllable: Aggie Choked a Little. "Well?” Again Aggie, siiook her head in per plexity. “His old man sends you up for a stretch for something you didn't do—and you take up with hjs son like " “And yet you don't understand!" There was scorn for such gross stupid ity in the musical voice. Aggie choked a little from the ciga- | rette smoke, as she gave a gasp when suspicion of the truth suddenly dawned j on ner slow intelligence. "My Gawd!" Her voice came in a wise! “But you muHi understand this," Mary went on. with an Authoritative note iri her vt)lce. "Whatever may be between young Gilder and me is to he strictly my own affair. 11 has absolute ly nothing to do with the rest of you, or with our schemes for money-making And, what is more, Agnes, I don’t want to talk about It. But—’’ “Yes?" queried Aggie, encouraging, as the other paused. She hopefully awaited further confidences. "But I do want to know." Mary con tinued with some severity, "what you meant by talking in the public street yesterday with a common pickpocket." Aggie's childlike face changed swiftly its expression from a sly eagerness to sullenness "You know well, Mary Turner." she cried indignantly, "that 1 only said a few words in passin’ to my brother Jim. And lie ain’t no common pickpocket. Hully gee! He's the best dip in the business!" "But you must not be seen speaking with him." Mary directed, with a cer tain air of command now become habit ual to her among the members of her clique. "My cousin. Miss Agnes Lynch, must be very careful as to her asso ciates." The volatile Agnes was restored io good humor by some subtle quality in the utterance, and a family pride as serted itself. "He just stopped me to say it’s been the best year he ever had.” she ex plained, with ostentatious vanity. Mary appeared skeptical. "How can that be,” she demanded, "when the dead line now is John Ktreet?" "The dead line!” Aggie scoffed. A peaj of laughter rang merrily from her curving lips. "Why, Jim takes lunch every day in the Wall Street DeJmonico’s. Yes,” she went on with increasing animation, "and only yesterday he went down to police headquarters, just for a little ex citement, 'cause Jim does sure hate dull life. Say, he told me they’ve got a mat at the door with ‘Welcome* on it—in let ters 3 feet high. Now, what—do—you— think—of—that?" Aggie teetered joy ously, the while she inhaled a shock ingly large mouthful of smoke. "And, oh, yes!" she continued happily, "Jim. he lifted a leather from a bull who was standing In the hallway there at head quarters! Jim sure does love excite ment.” To Be Continued To-morrow. "So you think you would make a sat isfactory valet for an old human wreck like myself, do you?" said the old sol dier to the applicant for the position of body servant "You know I have a glass eye, a wax arm, and a wooden leg that need to he looked after, not to men tion my false teeth " % "Oh, ihat's all right, colonel." said the applicant, cheerfully, "I worked five years in the assembling department oY the motor car works, and there isn’t a machine on the market that 1 can't take apart ami put together again with my eyes shut." * * * They were newly wed, and were show ing their friends over their tiny apart ments. Each room in turn was inspect ed. Last on the list came the kitchen. The little wife waxed eloquent. "You see," she said, "that is where I do all my cooking. And this is the very basin in which I mix my cakes." "And this," cried the young man, in dicating the oven with a sweep of his arm, "is the brick kiln!” • • • "That maid reminds me of you when you first started to play cards, dear." said the husband at the table, when the girl was a long time bringing in the birds for dinner. "Why so?” inquired the wife. “She’s delayed the game.” * * • Teacher—Now, who can write me a sentence * containing the word "grue some?" Tommy went up to the blackboard, and this is what he wrote: "Dad did not shave for a week and gruesome whiskers.” * * * "Is she musical?" "Yes; she has a natural voice, a sharp tongue and a flat nose.” Her Only Comfort. She was the new* charwoman, and, because of the fact that her new mis tress was young and Inexperienced, she was expatiating on her manifold woes. "Yes; an’ would you believe It, mum, there’s me ’usband done no work for six years, an’ ’ad an ailment for the last four? An’ I’ve two chil dren to pervlde for. 'Course, one’s 16. though the other’s only a little ’un.’ "But,” interposed the young mis tress timidly at last, "doesn’t—isn’t the elder one a great help?” “You’re right, mum,’ declared the garrulous one. as she wiped her streaming eyes with the corner of her apron. "Shes a real comfort, she is. She often sits down an’ cries with me! ” Ice-Hist Crankless Freezer DOROTHY DIX cmThf WHYS AND WHEREFORES OF MARRIAGE INCOMPATIBILITY By DOROTHY DIX. A NOTHER man who began life humbly, and who has achieved fame and fortune, has divorced the wife of his youth because lie has outgrown her. "1 have gone tin* wax of men. the better wax.” lie says frankly; "it is the better way because it is the way of progress. A man of talent and ambition must go on If his wife turns mulish and balky it is inevit able that their wax * part The man gives the woman a chance If she refuses to take it and to keep txace with him. and be a worthy running mate, it is her own fault that she se<4h him disappearing in a cloud of "I gave inx wife r. chance to de velop with me I provided enough money for leisure for her to study and improve herself, to keep house better, to dres> better, to mingle with people who are helpful and stimulat ing. She refused to take advantage of any of the opportunities I offered her. Hers was a case of arrested de velopment She stood pat where she was and wanted me to stay with her I couldn’t. 1 wouldn't. No man can when he feels the ability within him self to go on. "I am sorry that tny wife would not go with me. I would have pre ferred tint she should, but the inevi table has happened. 1 lnid t«» pro gress. and sh* xxould not keep -tep w jih me so I have left her. That is fall there Is to it. Divorce in such I cases is as necessary as surgery is in I some physical diseases " A Brutal Truth. This successful man lias stated a brutal truth In a brutal way. It is the tragedy of achievement that so often It spells domestic, misery, for among those who stt In the grand stand ar.d cheer the victor as he wins the race there is seldom his wife. She. poor, dear lady, has been left far. far behind, somewhere in the first quarter stretch. America leads the world in the number of its divorces and the amount of its domestic infelicity. I ndoubtedly one of the reasons of this is because we have no fixed classes, and such wide opportunities that the man who begins at the lowest rung of the social lad der not infrequently ends his career on the top of it. Tilts makes it impossible for him to know just what qualities he will need in a wife, and hence adds to the dan gers of matrimony. Abroad people stay more or less consistently in "that sta tion of life to which it has pleased Heaven to call them." as the prayer | book says Also, as a general thing. | they marry accorriinglx If a man is j h duke lie marries a woman of his own , social status, and who understands the duchess business. On the contrary, if he is \ bricklayer he expects to be a hrickla | and In pr all the balance of his espouses another bricklayer’s they live humbly i< u a ***• mafc life as a bricklayer or on the slag pile, and who married a woman de signed by nature to be a bricklayer’s or mechanic’s wife, not infrequently comes to occupy a seat in the Senate, or even the Presidential chair, or he becomes a multi-millionaire with the power of a king, and more than a king's way of living. And Mrs. Wife stays just where she was. She would still be an admirable washerwoman or patcher of trousers, but she is utterly unfitted to be the wife of her husband as lie is at present. Nor is she to be blamed Tor this. We talk glibly about such a woman keep ing up with such a husband. We might with equal justice blame the honest Percheron draft horse for not keeping up with the Arabian race horse, or the domestic hen for not soaring with the eagle. Because nature endowed a man with genius it does not follow that it also supplies talent to his wife. Nor can a man at twenty be blamed for not having enough of the spirit of prophesy to know the sort of a wife he is going to need at fifty. That a gifted husband should outgrow his commonplace wife is very sad. It is al so very sad when a gifted woman outgrows her commonplace husband. Yet the one happens as often as the other, and there is no more significant difference between the sexes than the wax in which men ar.d women meet this catastrophe in their lives. When a man realizes that he lias out grown his wife, that she no longer speaks his language, nor shares his thoughts, and that it is as tedious to explain things to her as It is to a d. lie is at first impatient, and then contemptuous of her Then he begins to neglect her. and seek the compan ionship of women who belong to the nexv world into which he has passed, and which he knows his wife can never really enter Like One Dead. If he is a man with a high sense of duty he tries to make up to her for his lack of affection by giving her money. If he has the courage of his desires he pensious her and divorces her But In any case she is really as v ad to him as if the sod covered het face. 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