“More than that, he arrived to-day at the boarding-house where I am staying, greeted me with a theatrical start, and claimed me—as his wife. Her eyes followed him. . The tapstress was full of curiosity; but she appeared more easy than the others. But you! Why the devil did you marry her? That's the thing that confounds me. "Aye—to pretend to her that you don't care. “NO!” she said, at last, with something in her voice that reminded Ann Veronica of a sprung tennis-racket. But, bloodan'-'ouns! man, if ould Nick himself were to hit me a blow, I'd be afther givin' him another. We two just love each other—the real, identical other—all the time. You have misunderstood. Everything in his favour—the luck of the gods! The only white men were miles down the coast. She had no intention whatsoever of spending her life in a convent, but that was not his affair. There are sentimental and traditional deferences and reverences, I know, between father and son; but that’s just exactly what prevents the development of an easy friendship. We’re partly human beings and partly females in suspense. He was snoring stupidly.
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