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. She addresses you as the
Flower of the Lotus, as the Resplendent Moonbeam. Is there any truth, do you suppose, in this rumoured marriage?”
“I know nothing,” Courtlaw answered hurriedly. All they left it was the moon and stars. At the back of her mind
there seemed always one irrelevant qualifying spectator whose presence she
sought to disregard. Listen. They’re just a joyous softening of the outline—more beautiful than perfection. .
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