His invalid wife and her money had been only the thin thread that held his life together; beaded on that permanent relation had been an inter-weaving series of other feminine experiences, disturbing, absorbing, interesting, memorable affairs. Perhaps he had heard of this Enschede. I could not become an Oracle. People sat in unusual pews, and a wide margin of hassocky emptiness intervened between the ceremony and the walls. Then a handkerchief was thrown over the cage, to prevent the bird from singing; it was her favourite canary.
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