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You have to marry me. “My dear Miss Stanley, when I talked to you the other afternoon of work and politics and such-like things, my mind was all the time resenting it beyond measure. ‘Well?’ she said. I'll speak to McClintock to-night and see if he won't take us for a junket on The Tigress. You might have spared yourself many useless journeys and disappointments, and us a good deal of anxiety. He felt her relaxation and let go of her wrists. It was a mass of knick-knacks. With a strong tendency to satire, but without a particle of malice or ill-nature in its display. " "But what is it?" "An American university. I believe that I have heard my sister speak of you. He would be so disappointed. Now, you know where he is bound. We do not remember to have met with a single individual, reported to be under petticoat government, who was not content with his lot,—nay, who so far from repining, did not exult in his servitude; and we see no way of accounting for this apparently inexplicable conduct—for which, among other phenomena of married life, various reasons have been assigned, though none entirely satisfactory to us—except upon the ground that these domineering dames possess some charm sufficiently strong to counteract the irritating effect of their tempers; some secret and attractive quality of which the world at large is in ignorance, and with which their husbands alone can be supposed to be acquainted. 6.
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