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There came to O'Higgins the discouraging knowledge that upon the heels of a
wonderful chase—blindman's buff in the dark—would come a stretch of dull
inaction. She married my Dad in a small ceremony
down at City Hall. 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. He laughs at locks and bolts; and the more carefully you guard
your premises from him, the more likely are you to insure an attack. Fly! fly!"
"Do not think of me, mother, but of yourself," cried Jack, in an agony of tears. God had never answered any of her prayers. "See her I will. He drifted in and out of consciousness. You do not need my compliments. But it wasn’t the harassment that bothered her. The hour for which, presumably, she had been created was drawing
nigh. That dress she has on—my mother might have worn it.
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