But here, when there was plenty of time to think over old days and plan for the future, I could bear the savage, spiteful sound of the whole letter and laugh at the way she had got out of her troubles by taking up with a rough old fellow whose cheque-book was the only decent thing about him.

I wasn't sorry to be rid of her either.

Since I'd seen Gracey Storefield again every other woman seemed disagreeable to me.

I tore up the letter and threw it away, hoping I had done for ever with a woman that no man living would ever have been the better for.
'Glad you take it so quiet,' Jim says, after holding his tongue longer than he did mostly.

'She's a bad, cold-hearted jade, though she is Jeanie's sister.