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Chapter XXI

           Shewassoyoung,soconfident,sohopeful,soundismayed.Allthesemonthssincetheyhadfirstbeguntoreachouttoeachotherhehadbeenhourlycontrastingherwithhiswife.Asamatteroffact,hisdissatisfaction,thoughitmaybesaidtohavebeenfaintuptothistime,wasnowsurelytendingtobecomerealenough.Still,hischildrenwerepleasingtohim;hishomebeautiful.Lillian,phlegmaticandnowthin,wasstillnothomely.Alltheseyearshehadfoundhersatisfactoryenough;butnowhisdissatisfactionwithherbegantoincrease.ShewasnotlikeAileen—notyoung,notvivid,notasunschooledinthecommonplacesoflife.Andwhileordinarily,hewasnotonewhowasinclinedtobequerulous,stillnowonoccasion,hecouldbe.Hebeganbyaskingquestionsconcerninghiswife’sappearance—irritatinglittlewhyswhicharesotrivialandyetsoexasperatinganddiscouragingtoawoman.Whydidn’tshegetamauvehatnearertheshadeofherdress?Whydidn’tshegooutmore?Exercisewoulddohergood.Whydidn’tshedothis,andwhydidn’tshedothat?Hescarcelynoticedthathewasdoingthis;butshedid,andshefelttheundertone—therealsignificance—andtookumbrage.

           "Oh,why—why?"sheretorted,oneday,curtly."Whydoyouasksomanyquestions?Youdon’tcaresomuchformeanymore;that’swhy.Icantell."

           Heleanedbackstartledbythethrust.Ithadnotbeenbasedonanyevidenceofanythingsavehisrecentremarks;buthewasnotabsolutelysure.

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