The thousand voices which a few moments before had
been so clamorous were now hushed. ’
‘But she must have known I’d longed to hear of you. I am sorry to seem to hurt you, but all I say is
for your good. The Supper at Mr. "
Jack was about to comply with the request, when an unlooked-for interruption
occurred. “She wasn’t sane, my wife. ” He met her questioning eye, and repeated,
“Oh! it IS a success. The gallant woollen-draper was now in his thirty-sixth year. She had a bittersweet
fragrance, like dusty books and honeysuckle. Then she went below. And here, we may be permitted to offer an observation upon the peculiar and
unaccountable influence which ladies of a shrewish turn so frequently exercise
over—we can scarcely, in this case, say—their lords and masters; an influence
which seems not merely to extend to the will of the husband, but even to his
inclinations. ‘Oh, are there? You are not quite alone
in these adventures of yours, I take it. “Who can tell?” she said.
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