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A Night-Piece

           

           Atthiswepartedabruptly,aswedidatintervalsthroughoutthenight,todrifttogetheragainpresently.Hetriedtotellmeofsomethingsshehadaskedhimtodoshouldshenotgetoverthis,butwhattheywereIknownot,fortheyengulfedhimatthefirststep.Hewoulddrawbackfromthemasill-omenedthings,andnextmomenthewasgoingoverthemtohimselflikeachildatlessons.Achild!Inthatshortyearshehadmadehimentirelydependentonher.Itiseverthuswithwomen:theirfirstdeliberateactistomaketheirhusbandhelpless.Therearefewmenhappilymarriedwhocanknockinanail.

           ButitwasnotofthisthatIwasthinking.IwaswishingIhadnotdegeneratedsomuch.

           Well,asyouknow,thelittlenurserygovernessdidnotdie.AteighteenminutestofourweheardtherustleofDavid’swings.Heboastsaboutittothisday,andhasthehourtoasyllableasifthefirstthingheeverdidwastolookattheclock.

           Anoldishgentlemanhadopenedthedoorandwavedcongratulationstomycompanion,whoimmediatelybuttedatme,drovemeagainstawall,hesitatedforasecondwithhisheaddownasifindoubtwhethertotossme,andthenrushedaway.Ifollowedslowly.

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