We are very poor, but manage to squeeze a little happiness out of each day. “It is a hateful story. For the rest, she derived her ideas of the married state from the observed behavior of married women, which impressed her in Morningside Park as being tied and dull and inelastic in comparison with the life of the young, and from a remarkably various reading among books. "Poor Jack!" cried Winifred, burying her face in her lover's bosom. He thought of her and himself, and no longer in that vein of incidental adventure in which he had begun. Presently. He stood a little anxious and fussy, bothered by the responsibility of her, entirely careless of what her life was or was likely to be, ignoring her thoughts and feelings, ignorant of every fact of importance in her life, explaining everything he could not understand in her as nonsense and perversity, concerned only with a terror of bothers and undesirable situations. " "Poh, poh, my dear! Mr. Wood's, the carpenter in Wych Street. It’s the rarest luck, the wildest, most impossible accident. ’ ‘Oh,’ Gerald uttered, disappointed. You will have a bungalow to yourself," continued McClintock, "and your morning meal will be your own affair. If you ask me, you’ll have to beat her regularly if you don’t want to live a dog’s life.
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