The great
untrodden world was before her still, into which no one can pass alone. “Because I hate you!” She spat. Seldom they
molested a woman who appeared to know where she was going and who kept
her glance resolutely to the fore. And that
brought them to vegetarianism and teetotalism, and the young man in the orange
tie and Mrs. "Well, gentlemen," rejoined Wood, mildly; "since Mr. 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. Oh! you haven't got the key—then I must have it, I
suppose.
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