There’s something—puppyish in a man’s usual attitude to women. He was a manly man, free from any strong maternal strain, and he had loved his dark-eyed, dainty bright-colored, and active little wife with a real vein of passion in his sentiment. " "O Heavens!" screamed Winifred, while her father lifted up his hands in silent horror. ‘But what way, Emile?’ ‘Your family, mademoiselle, the family of your father.
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