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The crash was tremendous. Her eyes seemed to be looking backwards. I’ve never met any one like you. Without Jack, it was certain that she faced danger if she went outside Golden Square. He entered it; crossed the room, in which there was only a small truckle-bed, over which he stumbled; opened another door and gained the stair-head. 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. “Anna,” he said, “you make it all indescribably hard for me.
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