"Poor Mrs. If only we work together. Nothing anyone could say or do would change him. “Let me see,” she said to herself, trying to control a slight sinking of the heart, “I am going to take a room in a lodging-house because that is cheaper. ‘Hadn’t meant you to know,’ said the nun gruffly. Rather! Who could help it?” He towered up over her and smiled down at her in his fatherly way. “More than that, he arrived to-day at the boarding-house where I am staying, greeted me with a theatrical start, and claimed me—as his wife. One learns to sit up. I can esteem him, regard him; but, love him as he ought to be loved—that I cannot do.
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