“If I had three hands,” she said, with a faint smile, “I would give one to each of you. A fierce struggle ensued. ‘Well she does,’ insisted Miss Froxfield impenitently, and turned to Gerald. Even that he was an interfering person, if he walked through that door this moment, she would fling herself at him and weep all over his chest. “I wonder if there are any good women really. I watched you wait at the farmhouse! But I couldn’t compromise your safety! You must have realized that!” She lowered her voice to a loud whisper. “Only married a few months ago and lived out at Hampstead. If all wives were of my mind and my spirit, husbands would soon be taught their own insignificance. “FAIL!” she said.
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