” He took an optimist view of her chances. Now Owen Wood had one fair child, Unlike her mother, meek and mild; Her love the draper strove to gain, But she repaid him with disdain. People always rejoice at the misfortunes of others—never at their own! The droll dogs! how they must have enjoyed it!—ha! ha!" "I dare say they did. ’ ‘Was it?’ Her lips twitched. He was always tenderly courteous; he answered her ordinary questions readily and her extraordinary ones patiently; he always rose when she entered or left the room. It’s just because all that side of your life hasn’t fairly begun. Mirages, over which he was constantly throwing bridges which were wasted efforts, since invariably they spanned solid ground. So she approached him with sandwiches.
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