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Emile’s fist crashed into her temple and stars exploded in her vision. “I don’t think I shall. He sat back in an easy chair with a hand upon each of the elbows, and looked steadfastly into the fire. CHAPTER II. 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. Grace, confidence, the power of movement even, seemed gone from her. ‘Point it at me.
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