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Chapter X

           Whydon’tyougoandseehimyourself?"

           "Youforgetheisn’talone."

           Iheldmytongue.IsawmyselfcallingonCharlesStricklandandsendinginmycard;Isawhimcomeintotheroom,holdingitbetweenfingerandthumb:

           "TowhatdoIowethishonour?"

           "I’vecometoseeyouaboutyourwife."

           "Really.Whenyouarealittleolderyouwilldoubtlesslearntheadvantageofmindingyourownbusiness.Ifyouwillbesogoodastoturnyourheadslightlytotheleft,youwillseethedoor.Iwishyougood-afternoon."

           Iforesawthatitwouldbedifficulttomakemyexitwithdignity,andIwishedtogoodnessthatIhadnotreturnedtoLondontillMrs.Stricklandhadcomposedherdifficulties.Istoleaglanceather.Shewasimmersedinthought.Presentlyshelookedupatme,sigheddeeply,andsmiled.

           "Itwasallsounexpected,"shesaid."We’dbeenmarriedseventeenyears.IseverdreamedthatCharliewasthesortofmantogetinfatuatedwithanyone.Wealwaysgotonverywelltogether.Ofcourse,Ihadagreatmanyintereststhathedidn’tshare."

           "Haveyoufoundoutwho"—Ididnotquiteknowhowtoexpressmyself—"whotheperson,whoitishe’sgoneawaywith?"

           "No.Nooneseemstohaveanidea.It’ssostrange.Generallywhenamanfallsinlovewithsomeonepeopleseethemabouttogether,lunchingorsomething,andherfriendsalwayscomeandtellthewife.Ihadnowarning—nothing.Hislettercamelikeathunderbolt.Ithoughthewasperfectlyhappy."

           Shebegantocry,poorthing,andIfeltverysorryforher.Butinalittlewhileshegrewcalmer.

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