" "I guess what share you've had in this," whispered Austin to Mrs. . Fortunately, the window was not far from the ground; so opening it gently, he dropped into a backyard, and from thence got into the street. Miss Moffatt, the history and moral instruction mistress, was particularly explicit upon this score, and they all agreed in indicating contempt and pity for girls whose minds ran on such matters, and who betrayed it in their conversation or dress or bearing. 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. ’ ‘Merci,’ she sighed and, surrendering at last to his oft-proffered aid, allowed her head to droop onto his chest. She produced a handkerchief, and with one sweep of this and a simultaneous gulp had abolished her fit of weeping. I have been sitting with him ever since. " The poor widow hung her head, and pressed her child closer to her breast. I've some other things inside, Sir, which you might wish to buy,—some pistols. The meat was coarse and disagreeably served.
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