C70 To Become Unlike Oneself

He had just smoked a few cigarettes in the corridor, hoping to make things clear.

He lit the cigarette and smoked several mouthfuls, each one very heavy, one of them soon turning to ashes, then another.

Perhaps it was when even Jane Ronan didn't want to give him an explanation that he got angry.

He was her husband, and he would have believed her no matter what she said to explain herself