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“A—marriage certificate!” Annabel gasped. . ‘And how is it that you have acquired this garb of a religieuse?’ he asked as
she fitted the veil over her head. Before we start, I'll accommodate you with a pair of
ruffles. \"I've got some chores to do and I usually
cook dinner on weeknights. “Has he accused any one yet?”
“Not yet,” he answered. 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. Enschede: no human emotion should ever again shuttle between him
and God. “It is not possible,” he exclaimed.
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