Husbands and wives, young lovers, and mothers with strollers thronged in the streets, all savoring the fine cool weather. "Goodness only knows what he's reserved for," rejoined the widow in a desponding tone; "but if Mynheer Van Galgebrok, whom I met last night at the Cross Shovels, spoke the truth, little Jack will never die in his bed. “It’s funny, the way a good house feels. Quite soon, after we were married—it was just within a year—I formed a friendship with the wife of a friend, a woman eight years older than myself. “You too sing?” he asked. He pretended to be unaware of the mishap.
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