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. Now he thought she was so foolish that she knew only one stroke. He no longer made love to her, as there was no point. He thought for a moment, and went on: “Love is something that has to be taken care of. “I was sick of the make-believe. ‘Tell me what you know of Miss Charvill?’ he ordered severely. It was one of those old sliding trap affairs, narrow and steep of descent. If you have enjoyed it, please consider leaving a review – it does help so much. . Tell me where the fellow Hill took you for this marriage ceremony. . . ” “If he lives through the next hour,” the doctor answered, “I will send some one.
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