Not even trying, he had become the kind of man who could walk into a house and make the women cry.
Not women alone, but also men were crying like little children.
He didn't know what to ask when a woman cried.
The woman who opened the door to them had clearly been crying.
"The poor woman actually cried when I talked to her about going away."
It was rather nice to have a woman crying over him.
And there was a woman crying in front of me.
He could hear the woman crying in bed and walked slowly to her.
The woman lying in bed to her right was crying.
"When I walked back into the room, all the women were crying."