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His smile faded. He hadn't played fair. I’m anxious, joyfully anxious, like a man when he has found a treasure. I needed a man the worst kind of way—a man I could keep for at least six months. Half an hour's labour, during which he was obliged more than once to pause to regain breath, sufficed to make a hole wide enough to allow a passage for his arm up to the elbow. 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 left the room, presumably to sleep elsewhere, but the only other room with a fire was the servant’s quarters. ” Courtlaw crossed the room and threw open the door. You see, I have had to look after myself so long that I have developed a terrible bump of independence. ‘How is this? Proo-den-ss.
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