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."