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" "Oh. ‘I am not a person, Marthe. ” “Why couldn’t you do that at home?” “I’m working at the Imperial College. ’ ‘Gosse,’ corrected Lucilla. Then I tucked it nice and snug under the saddle-bag. ” “She invited me to dinner anyway. “Why do you kill me?” Michelle asked. The comtesse always felt Madame Valade to be not of her class, of course. He shall have the estates. It wasn’t long ago that a girl went straight from the farm to her husband, just as soon as her period came and she could make babies. ‘I said you were sympathique,’ she told him. That is what terrified her: the consciousness that nothing in her life would be continuous, that she would no sooner form friendships (like the present) than relentless fate would thrust her into a new circle. 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.
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