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"Anything, my dear," replied Wood, "What is it?"
"Bury us together in one grave in Willesden churchyard. ‘Still—here? Wasting your—time. 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. "Gracious Heaven!—is she the
inmate of a mad-house?"
"She is, Sir," answered the woollen-draper, sadly, "driven there by her son's
misconduct. How Blueskin underwent the Peine Forte et Dure
377
XVI. ”
“I am afraid I have not been very nice,” she said sadly. pgdp. Do you think we could
manage that old clothesman between us, if we got out of this box?"
"I'd manage him myself, if my arms were free," replied Thames, boldly.
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