May I know your name?’ The lady eyed him. It isn’t because you’re good, but because I may be rotten bad; and there’s something—something living and understanding in you. We don’t want things to happen. 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. She withdrew her head with a little moan, and resumed her flight. Gazing into each other's eyes with new-found rapture, neither observed the sudden appearance in the doorway of an elderly woman in travel-stained linen. "Often.
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