She slept in a bedroom clad in linens and skins, walked down hallways bedecked in the most gay and colorful frescos. ” “How dull you are,” the lady remarked. But out of a belated regard for her father she wrote the surname of some one else. “My dear friend,” she laughed, “not so tragic, if you please. . We do not remember to have met with a single individual, reported to be under petticoat government, who was not content with his lot,—nay, who so far from repining, did not exult in his servitude; and we see no way of accounting for this apparently inexplicable conduct—for which, among other phenomena of married life, various reasons have been assigned, though none entirely satisfactory to us—except upon the ground that these domineering dames possess some charm sufficiently strong to counteract the irritating effect of their tempers; some secret and attractive quality of which the world at large is in ignorance, and with which their husbands alone can be supposed to be acquainted. ’ ‘Damnation!’ Gerald burst out, crossing towards her. I don’t conceal it. It was he who saw them first coming down the room—Annabel in a wonderful white satin gown in front, and Sir John stiff, unbending, disapproving, bringing up the rear. For four hours he had shifted his own troubles to the shoulders of these imaginative characters. "A sail?" said McClintock. "To-night you shall be my wedded wife.
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