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There is nobody, then?" "Oh, there is an aunt. "Women must have their wills while they live, since they can make none when they die," observed Wood, as he imprinted a kiss of reconciliation on the plump hand of his consort;—a sentiment to the correctness of which the party chiefly interested graciously vouchsafed her assent. I'm a poor nurse. I suppose because it IS the chief thing in life. "One whom you may perhaps have forgotten," replied the stranger, "but who can never forget the kindness he experienced at your hands, or at those of your excellent husband. Recollect that. Yet, I suppose that at the present moment I am the most envied man in the room.
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