Restlessness, then, was the
trouble, simple restlessness: home bored her. A dozen books
lay upon the counterpane. “Lucy Albert, sir. "Practising singing, Aaron," replied Jack. “Intolerable
idiots!. Then she begins to
have visions of what is forbidden to all mortals:
knowledge of the future. 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. It drives him to my island, where I can
study him to my heart's content. “Will you tell Sydney that I will see him in the morning,” he said. Brown. The cloth was removed, and
Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk
—put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best
consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now
be fairly termed—to their own conversation.
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