You're too late. She's my wife." "No, she's your widow." His revolver cracked, and I saw the blood spurt from the front of Woodley's waistcoat. He spun round with a scream and fell upon his back, his hideous red face turning suddenly to a dreadful mottled pallor.

My one thought is to get out of New York, to experience something genuinely American.

In the marriage game the couples that endure till old age wins.

Revenge is a way of life and definitely some thing that we identify with. We all feel cheated in some way about some thing and how nice it would be to do something about it. I mean ultimately it&#39;s not the most Christian of sentiments.

Written By Radha Mitchell

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