F. ‘Cover her, men. We do not remember to have met with a single individual, reported to be under petticoat government, who was not content with his lot,—nay, who so far from repining, did not exult in his servitude; and we see no way of accounting for this apparently inexplicable conduct—for which, among other phenomena of married life, various reasons have been assigned, though none entirely satisfactory to us—except upon the ground that these domineering dames possess some charm sufficiently strong to counteract the irritating effect of their tempers; some secret and attractive quality of which the world at large is in ignorance, and with which their husbands alone can be supposed to be acquainted. I suppose I believe in God. “Who are YOU that the world should lie down at your feet? “You’ve got to be a decent citizen, Ann Veronica. . “Where am I?” he muttered. The funeral procession had now approached the grave, around which many of the congregation, who were deeply interested by the sad ceremonial, had gathered. It was a large room, about twenty feet long and fifteen broad, and had an arched stone roof. ‘But only think, Hilary,’ Lucy protested, evidently too involved in her theory to waste time in scolding. “Yeah.
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