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I'm not quite such a greenhorn as Shotbolt, Jack, whatever you may think. Manning, with a baffling smile. "Don't disturb yourself," continued the other, nowise disconcerted by the rebuke. We do not remember to have met with a single individual, reported to be under petticoat government, who was not content with his lot,—nay, who so far from repining, did not exult in his servitude; and we see no way of accounting for this apparently inexplicable conduct—for which, among other phenomena of married life, various reasons have been assigned, though none entirely satisfactory to us—except upon the ground that these domineering dames possess some charm sufficiently strong to counteract the irritating effect of their tempers; some secret and attractive quality of which the world at large is in ignorance, and with which their husbands alone can be supposed to be acquainted. Tea in the laboratory was a sort of suffragette reception. She had recourse to the torn off strip of petticoat again, and blowing her nose with an air of determination, sniffed back the tears. " "Infernally provoking!" echoed Langley. I did all for the best, I'm sure. She spoke slowly. Your purposes are defeated. " "What am I to do to earn it?" asked Blueskin, with a disgusting leer,—"cut a throat—or throw myself at your feet—eh, my dear?" "Give me that child," returned the lady, with difficulty overcoming the loathing inspired by the ruffian's familiarity.
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