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But now it’s beads by the cask—like the hold of a West African trader. You simply can't get good oil down there, so I must husband the few drams I carry. " "Do not distress him, dear father," said Winifred; "he suffers deeply. He's a hundred miles sou'-east of me. “Go down and rescue the rags of my reputation,” she said, smiling. 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. “Some of them seem to be having an awfully good time too. If Gerald knew, what should stop Gosse from finding out? Perhaps he was even now at the lawyer. The gallows has groaned for him for years.
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