He sat down on the sill of the open window, folded his arms, and stared straight before him for a long time over the wilderness of tiles and chimney-pots into a sky that was blue and empty. He wrote poems to her beauty that he recited from a seemingly infinite memory. She had just managed to reach it, grabbing for the handle, when the enemy’s cracked command halted her. I want to do without that for a time. And I've made up my mind that a husband ought to believe only half that he hears, and nothing that he sees. She fought a compulsive urge to yank his shirt free. No! That was impossible.
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