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I am on my way to an aunt who lives in Hartford, Connecticut. “You will be so late. The executioner shook his head. Wood's daughter,—to whom, I've heard tell, he was attached years ago,—was brought up, his courage forsook him altogether, and he trembled, and could scarcely stand. Winds returned, the gardens withered, and roses would not bloom. Why can’t you let it be?’ Gerald grinned at him. Sailors would leave them at the trader's. And, thrusting a piece of iron into his mouth, he forced him out of the room. 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. And still you interest yourself in my affairs. And yet—such is the buoyancy of youth—within a fortnight he began his first novel, pretending to himself that it was on Ruth's account.
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