Lose not a moment, Hobson. An extra pair of gym clothes materialized within
fractions of a second. She tossed her
head, and, having no further words, moved toward the door. She was as pale as death, but she seemed to have
lost the power of movement. Wood had the
advantage of her husband in point of years, being on the sunny side of forty,—a
period pronounced by competent judges to be the most fascinating, and, at the
same time, most critical epoch of woman's existence,—whereas, he was on the
shady side of fifty,—a term of life not generally conceived to have any special
recommendation in female eyes. “But I’m afraid you are going to
be in a hopeless minority here as regards me.
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