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Towards noon he rose , cut himself food in the pantry , ate it with his head dropped , then pulled on his boots , and went out , to return at three o'clock slightly tipsy and relieved ; then once more straight to bed . He rose again at six in the evening , had tea and went straight out . Sunday was the same : bed till noon , the Palmerston Arms till 2.30 , dinner , and bed ; scarcely a word spoken . When Mrs. Morel went upstairs , towards four o'clock , to put on her Sunday dress , he was fast asleep . She would have felt sorry for him , if he had once said , `` Wife , I 'm sorry . '' But no ; he insisted to himself it was her fault . And so he broke himself .