“I didn’t blow up the house. "Don't exchange glances with him under my very nose, woman!" shrieked Mrs. Wood was so much exhausted that he was obliged to retire to his own room, where he continued for some hours overpowered by grief. This time she tried to kill me with a dagger. Not a moment is to be lost. Beyond was an avenue of tall poplars that rose like columns, disappearing into undulating hills that were black with sleeping houses and fertile soil. Oh, I’ve loved love, dear! I’ve loved love and you, and the glory of you; and the great time is over, and I have to go carefully and bear children, and—take care of my hair—and when I am done with that I shall be an old woman.
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