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A Tale of a Lonely Parish

CHAPTER XIII
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But he was too bad himself not to suspect others, especially those whom he had wronged, and the feeling was mingled with a strong curiosity to know whether this woman, who now treated him so haughtily and drew back from him as from some monstrous horror, was as good as she pretended to be.

He said to himself that on the next day at dawn he would slip out of the barn and try whether he could not find some hiding-place within easy reach of the cottage, so as to be able to watch her dwelling at his ease throughout the day.

The plan seemed a good one.

Since he was obliged to wait twenty-four hours in order to get the money he wanted, he might as well employ the time profitably in observing his wife's habits.
It would be long, he said to himself with a bitter sneer, before he troubled her again--he would just like to see.
Having come to this decision he drew some of the hay over his body and in spite of cold and wet was soon peacefully asleep.

But at early dawn he awoke with the alacrity of a man who constantly expects pursuit, and slipped down from the hayloft into the barn.


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