It felt too good. I think we rest here until to-morrow?” There was a brief silence. ” “What case?” “A divorce—or something—I don’t know. "Did you ever see the like of her?" "No," answered McClintock, gravely. But the fall was too great, and he abandoned the attempt. Sometimes she missed her cue and nodded affirmatively when the gesture should have been the reverse; and Prudence would send her a sharp glance of disapproval. Who knows?—on the analogy of “Squiggles” she might come to call him “Mangles!” “I don’t think I can ever marry any one,” she said, and fell suddenly into another set of considerations that perplexed her for a time. And my wife won’t live with me for reasons that I think most women would consider sound. Afterwards she hunted up the article in question, and it seemed to her quite delightfully written and argued.
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