“Remember,” he said, “you are not by any means a dying man now, but you’ll
never pull through if you don’t husband your strength. "
"I've no intention of stirring," replied the woollen-draper, who was thus
unceremoniously disturbed: "and I beg you'll sit down, Mr. “What a little brick!” he murmured. “I know nothing about your wife. ”
Pause. During all their long comradeship he had
never so much as ventured to hold her fingers. That her husband was not touching her anymore grew
to be like a disease, something to be cured. ”
“Why do you think so?” she asked. ‘It is what my father intended. "
"That likeness is the chief cause of my misery," replied the widow, shuddering.
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