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She had seen her really only at teas, with the Stanley strain in her uppermost. I suppose I was a little idiotic—I don’t think we either of us mentioned the future, but it was arranged that I should go the next afternoon and have tea with her. But her husband, whose deportment to her was considerably changed since the fatal knot had been tied, paid no attention whatever to her grief. “Look here, Ann Veronica,” he began. " The spinsters stared at her blankly. This farewell had been particularly distasteful to him. If he escapes at all, it must be before our faces. She could feel his breath on her skin, every hair on her arms and neck raised in response. "Women must have their wills while they live, since they can make none when they die," observed Wood, as he imprinted a kiss of reconciliation on the plump hand of his consort;—a sentiment to the correctness of which the party chiefly interested graciously vouchsafed her assent.
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