She reached a tiny yellow-fronted cottage covered with flowering creepers, and entered the front room by the wide-open window. ” He laughed. “She’s my wife,” the man muttered. " "No; it is only—what shall I say?—troubled. Besides this, the door was crossed and recrossed by iron bars, clenched by broad-headed nails. Her roving eagerness was at all times shaded with shyness, reserve, repression.
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