I wouldn't trust a Malay, not if he were reared in the Vatican. Her father read a draft prospectus warily, and her aunt dropped fragments of her projects for managing while the cook had a holiday. 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. Afterwards, it may be different. So long as she stood beside him, he was safe. " "Monster!" cried Winifred.
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