Chapter XXXI
The discovery that Lily had left his house threw Jim Doyle into a frenzy. The very manner of her going filled him with dark suspicion. Either she had heard more that morning than he had thought, or - In his cunning mind for weeks there had been growing a smoldering suspicion of his wife. She was too quiet, too acquiescent. In the beginning, when Woslosky had brought the scheme to him, and had promised it financial support from Europe, he had taken a cruel and savage delight in outlining it to her, in seeing her cringe and go pale. He had not feared her then. She had borne with so much, endured, tolerated, accepted, that he had not realized that she might have a breaking point. The plan had appealed to his cynical soul from the first. It was the apotheosis of cynicism, this reducing of a
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