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She tried not to notice how much attention Martin Chen had been paying her, but he had been bold enough to speak to her the other day. Dolby was portly and handsome. “Do you mean, aunt,” she asked, “that my father thought I had gone off—with some man?” “What else COULD he think? Would any one DREAM you would be so mad as to go off alone?” “After—after what had happened the night before?” “Oh, why raise up old scores? If you could see him this morning, his poor face as white as a sheet and all cut about with shaving! He was for coming up by the very first train and looking for you, but I said to him, ‘Wait for the letters,’ and there, sure enough, was yours. This is not what I want. "I've won, after all. I deserve pretty much what I’ve got. The youth produced a crumpled-up card from his waistcoat pocket. "I'm armed; you are not. It is I who am persecuted by the man who calls himself your husband. " "You are right, Sir," said the worthy carpenter, rising.
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