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She was chic, distinguished, unusual. I find it impossible to associate you with—my little friend of the ‘Ambassador’s. I asked him why, and he hadn’t a reason. “There isn’t any way you could be worse than John. He seemed to be labouring under some great excitement. She breathed deeply. I know how bad it feels. She looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were weighted with every sin in the calendar. His heart hammered in his chest. Impressed with this idea, he paused for a moment to listen. CHAPTER I. Manning’s letter, but in order to get data for that she found that she, having a logical and ordered mind, had to decide upon the general relations of men to women, the objects and conditions of marriage and its bearing upon the welfare of the race, the purpose of the race, the purpose, if any, of everything. 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. ‘I don’t want a list of all the nuns resident in your wretched convent.
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