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But she--'' he laughed
unpleasantly--``she wasn't bothering about MY feelings.
That's a nice, selfish little way you ladies have.''
``She probably saw through you and hated you for
playing the hypocrite to her,'' said Mildred.
``You may be right, I never thought of that,''
confessed he. ``She certainly had a vicious way of
hammering the other woman indirectly. Not that she ever
admitted being jealous. I guess she knew. Everybody
usually knows everything.''
``And there was a great deal of talk about you and
me,'' said Mildred placidly.
``I didn't say it was you,'' protested Stanley, reddening.
``No matter,'' said Mildred. ``Don't bother about
that. It's all past and gone.''
``Well, at any rate, my marriage was the mistake of
my life. I'm determined that she shan't trip me up and
trim me for any alimony. And as matters stand, she
can't. She left me of her own accord.''
``Then,'' said Mildred thoughtfully, ``if the wife
leaves of her own accord, she can't get alimony?''
``Certainly not--not a cent.


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