He put her head against his shoulder, and said, “Sorry. That was below the belt. But does it make you see? Damn it--I wanted to build something out of our marriage. I suppose, underneath, I wanted you to have children--but of mine darling, of mine.” She said, “Life’s dreadful. Life’s dreadful. It catches hold of people and makes them do horrible things to each other.” He said, “Need you let it?” “Stephen, I have to do this.” He smoothed her hair. He said, “I begin to realize that if you think you have to, it amount…
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