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He thought it best to let the matter drop. Her moods were many and always striking. simply lost all hope. She could not say who, not yet. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. 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. She refused to accept her fate, but what is it that she could do about it? Night after night she invented alternatives. " The girl's eyes filled.
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