JULIA BRIDE
meanwhile he had found his footing. "I don't see how your mother matters. It isn't a question of his marrying her."
"No; but, constantly together as we've always been, it's a question of there being so disgustingly much to get over. If we had, for people like them, but the one ugly spot and the one weak side; if we had made, between us, but the one vulgar kind of mistake: well, I don't say!" She reflected with a wistfulness of note that was in itself a touching eloquence. "To have our reward in this world we've had too sweet a time. We've had it all right down here!" said Julia Bride. "I should have taken the precaution to have about a dozen fewer lovers."
"Ah, my dear, 'lovers'—!" He ever so comically attenuated.
"Well they were!" She quite flared up. "When you've had a ring from each (three diamonds, two pearls, and a rather bad sapphire: I've kept them all, and they tell my story!) what are you to call them?"
"Oh, rings—!" Mr. Pitman didn't call
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