271 His parents suggested that he go into therapy. " "Perhaps I read of it somewhere. ‘I should not dream of forcing my attentions on you. The cloth was removed, and Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk —put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now be fairly termed—to their own conversation. I must take you to the Suffrage people, and the Tolstoyans, and the Fabians. " "But, goodness me, the hotel will take care of him! Why not? They sold him the poison. " "Of course—of course," returned Wood, hastily; "anything's better than that. " "Man, she's your wife!" "And I am a thief. " "Pity!" shrieked the widow.
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