“What? She replied, still hazy. “Mary!” He whispered loudly. She had time in the afternoons to do crewelwork and embroidery, no longer occupied by the constant spinning of wool. No one will ever love you as I love you now. He would raise her up once again, ply her with silks and jewels again, all of the accoutrements of the new generation: the cars, the toys, the restaurants, and the prestige. Wood is now in very affluent circumstances. The hard work will be his, until we yank this young fellow back from the brink. Had he been trying to stop the grim descent, and had he dimly perceived that perhaps a fine deed would serve as the initial barrier? A drunken idea—a pearl in the midst of a rubbish heap.
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