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I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you for your wealth. It began to rain, a cold sweat of precipitation that was more sickly than refreshing. When she finally did take her own lover, it was not with a member of the household staff. And here, we may be permitted to offer an observation upon the peculiar and unaccountable influence which ladies of a shrewish turn so frequently exercise over—we can scarcely, in this case, say—their lords and masters; an influence which seems not merely to extend to the will of the husband, but even to his inclinations. Die, indeed! We’re going to do work; we’re going to unfold about each other; we’re going to have children. And then, “They seem changed. ‘Couldn’t even trouble to make a pretence of motherhood. A quarter of an hour passed. It was a dismal and depressing sight to see a great city thus suddenly overthrown; and the carpenter was deeply moved by the spectacle. The soil was identical, the climate; still, they would not bear the Olympian fruit, with its purple-lined jacket and its snow-white pulp.

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