The boy had all kinds of opportunity; but it's the old story of father making it too easy. Be a good wife to him. One more passer-by; and always would she remember his patience and tenderness and disinterestedness. If you ask me, you’ll have to beat her regularly if you don’t want to live a dog’s life. She was flushed, and her eyes were bright and angry; her breath came sobbing, and her hair was all abroad in wandering strands of black. It was high afternoon, there was no great throng of footpassengers, and many an eye from omnibus and pavement rested gratefully on her fresh, trim presence as she passed young and erect, with the light of determination shining through the quiet self-possession of her face. She looked at him gravely and squinted.
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