I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you for your wealth. "I'd lay down my life for yours. ” He held out his hand obediently. Part 8 And as she sat on her bed that night, musing and half-undressed, she began to run one hand down her arm and scrutinize the soft flow of muscle under her skin. "Restore it," he cried, in an authoritative voice. The world, she discovered, with these matters barred had no particular place for her at all, nothing for her to do, except a functionless existence varied by calls, tennis, selected novels, walks, and dusting in her father’s house. " "We may believe as much of that as we please, I suppose," observed the carpenter's wife, with a sneer. It’s got to be at last like tobacco-ash over all my sayings and doings. "What's your name?" he said, addressing the audacious lad, who was looking about him as coolly as if nothing material was going on. I do want them.
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