“I do not know what you mean,” he said, “but if you are referring to any little coolness since our marriage let us never speak of it again. “Had he better have a nurse? I will be responsible for anything of that sort. “Cheveney!” she repeated. He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. She passed down the stairs and into the street. ’ ‘That is what you thought of me. Wood," observed Jackson, in a slightly-sarcastic tone. She took his hand in hers. ” “I suppose all IS well that ends well.
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