" "An excellent maxim!" replied his wife, approvingly; "the best I ever heard you utter. Shall we say at half-past seven?” She rose from her chair. The freezing water lapped around her ankles as she ran along its edge, marveling at the thousands of tiny white spiral shells the tide had brought in. You are not my husband.
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