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Domestic

           Ifyoucan’tdoso,Iamafraidyou’llneverlikeme.Areyousureyoudon’tthink,sometimes,itwouldhavebeenbettertohave

           ‘Donewhat,mydear?’Forshemadenoefforttoproceed.

           ‘Nothing!’saidDora.

           ‘Nothing?’Irepeated.

           Sheputherarmsroundmyneck,andlaughed,andcalledherselfbyherfavouritenameofagoose,andhidherfaceonmyshoulderinsuchaprofusionofcurlsthatitwasquiteatasktoclearthemawayandseeit.

           ‘Don’tIthinkitwouldhavebeenbettertohavedonenothing,thantohavetriedtoformmylittlewife’smind?’saidI,laughingatmyself.‘Isthatthequestion?Yes,indeed,Ido.’

           ‘Isthatwhatyouhavebeentrying?’criedDora.‘Ohwhatashockingboy!’

           ‘ButIshallnevertryanymore,’saidI.‘ForIloveherdearlyassheis.’

           ‘Withoutastoryreally?’inquiredDora,creepingclosertome.

           ‘WhyshouldIseektochange,’saidI,‘whathasbeensoprecioustomeforsolong!Younevercanshowbetterthanasyourownnaturalself,mysweetDora;andwe’lltrynoconceitedexperiments,butgobacktoouroldway,andbehappy.’

           ‘Andbehappy!’returnedDora.‘Yes!Allday!Andyouwon’tmindthingsgoingatinymorselwrong,sometimes?’

           ‘No,no,’saidI.‘Wemustdothebestwecan.

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