As the wedding neared, she bought some finer things: a veal roast for supper, a single pearl for the dowry. Much too young for you. Wood and the waterman, meanwhile, proceeded in the direction of St. That’s one thing clear. But I'm sure it's important. She enjoyed preparing the evening meals, the smells of potatoes roasting in the oven, the stink of onions in the pan, the crackle of chicken frying. ” “You have not seen the evening paper?” “No. She had been so busy with life that, for a vast gulf of time, as it seemed, she had given no thought to those ancient, imagined things of her childhood. "I give you one minute for reflection. You know, I’ve done no work at all this afternoon. 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.
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