You would rather live like the scum of the earth, in that little brown hovel you call a house, in bourgeois paradise. Wood obeyed. To hand the key back in silence was like offering a lie. Stanley, produced a portrait from its hiding-place in the jewel-drawer under the mirror. She seized the key, and he grasped her hand and squeezed it roughly and painfully between the handle and the ward as she tried to turn it.
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