"
"Nonsense!" cried Wood; "while there's life there's hope. Lord, I am sixty. It was you, of course, whom he wanted. ”
“And he accepted meekly?”
“Practically. We just want to ask her a few
questions about an old murder case. Several men and women were piled there like wood, dead,
horribly gored. "
"Now, mark me," said Jonathan, "and you'll find I don't do things by halves. Be frank, I beg you, Miss Pellissier. ‘Home?’
‘To your family. We'll turn the tables upon 'em yet. \"Well, I hear that you totally slammed the door in his
face after he walked you home! Did you know he lives
clear on the other side of town and walked three miles
home after you slammed him?\"
\"No. 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.
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