That I should be challenged by you of all people. All of us were fussy, colicky babies from what she tells me. "Do not despair, my sweet soul," said Wood, in a soothing tone. “So you still think of me as husband, even though we have long since tired of each other. Nothing. And a ballot-box—” Her face assumed an expression of intellectual conflict.
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