At the Bay

Synopsis

Well, she was married to him. And what was more she loved him. Not the Stanley whom everyone saw, not the everyday one; but a timid, sensitive, innocent Stanley who knelt down every night to say his prayers, and who longed to be good. Stanley was simple. If he believed in people­ as he believed in her, for instance ­it was with his whole heart. He could not be disloyal; he could not tell a lie. And how terribly he suffered if he thought anyone ­she­ was not being dead straight, dead sincere with him! "This is too subtle for me!