If I’d known, there would have been a different story. Jonathan nodded assent. He was a small, dark, reserved man, with a large inflexiblelooking convex forehead, and his wife was very pink and high-spirited, with one of those chins that pass insensibly into a full, strong neck. “You let him touch you!” John whispered back. 'It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to, than I have ever known. Women to me are something so serene, so fine, so feminine, and politics are so dusty, so sordid, so wearisome and quarrelsome. —'How so?' says I. They are their mother’s sons. ’ ‘Oh, is he?’ Gerald said grimly.
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