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Just because she was sorry for that young fool! "Uh-huh," he repeated, rising and
bowing as he passed Ruth's table. ’
‘Have no fear. We do not remember to have met with a single individual, reported
to be under petticoat government, who was not content with his lot,—nay, who
so far from repining, did not exult in his servitude; and we see no way of
accounting for this apparently inexplicable conduct—for which, among other
phenomena of married life, various reasons have been assigned, though none
entirely satisfactory to us—except upon the ground that these domineering
dames possess some charm sufficiently strong to counteract the irritating effect
of their tempers; some secret and attractive quality of which the world at large is
in ignorance, and with which their husbands alone can be supposed to be
acquainted. He was fast rising to an
eminence that no one of his nefarious profession ever reached before him, nor, it
is to be hoped, will ever reach again. "Again," cried Jonathan, sternly: "beware!"
"What!" vociferated Trenchard. As she approached, the carpenter's wife eyed
her from head to foot, in the hope of finding something in her person or apparel
to quarrel with. ‘She’s an eviltempered little termagant, yes, but there’s no malice aforethought. ’
Lady Bicknacre, resplendent in purple satin, and basking in her triumphantly
full rooms—for it was obvious that her patronage of the refugees had set a
quickly to be followed fashion—was all sorrow and sympathy when Gerald
spoke of them. He had never
wanted daughters. Melusine stepped back a pace, her gaze fixed on the vision
before her.
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