“Men’s waists are neither here nor there; A man scores always, everywhere. It was on the night of the Great Storm that I found him. And I've made up my mind that a husband ought to believe only half that he hears, and nothing that he sees. Perhaps the sunken cheeks and the protruding cheekbones gave her this impression. The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. Ennison roused himself with an effort, took a long drink from his whisky and soda, and lit a cigarette.
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