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           ButwithMrsBoltonIonlyfeelthedownwardplunge,down,horribly,amongthesea-weedsandthepallidmonstersoftheverybottom.

           Iamafraidwearegoingtoloseourgame-keeper.Thescandalofthetruantwife,insteadofdyingdown,hasreverberatedtogreaterandgreaterdimensions.Heisaccusedofallunspeakablethingsandcuriouslyenough,thewomanhasmanagedtogetthebulkofthecolliers’wivesbehindher,gruesomefish,andthevillageisputrescentwithtalk.

           IhearthisBerthaCouttsbesiegesMellorsinhismother’shouse,havingransackedthecottageandthehut.Sheseizedonedayuponherowndaughter,asthatchipofthefemaleblockwasreturningfromschool;butthelittleone,insteadofkissingthelovingmother’shand,bititfirmly,andsoreceivedfromtheotherhandasmackinthefacewhichsentherreelingintothegutter:whenceshewasrescuedbyanindignantandharassedgrandmother.

           Thewomanhasblownoffanamazingquantityofpoison-gas.Shehasairedindetailallthoseincidentsofherconjugallifewhichareusuallyburieddowninthedeepestgraveofmatrimonialsilence,betweenmarriedcouples.Havingchosentoexhumethem,aftertenyearsofburial,shehasaweirdarray.IhearthesedetailsfromLinleyandthedoctor:thelatterbeingamused.Ofcoursethereisreallynothinginit.Humanityhasalwayshadastrangeavidityforunusualsexualpostures,andifamanlikestousehiswife,asBenvenutoCellinisays,’intheItalianway’,wellthatisamatteroftaste.ButIhadhardlyexpectedourgame-keepertobeuptosomanytricks.