“Please have a seat. Wood's at Dollis Hill, wholly unsuspicious of any designs against him, and, in fact, entirely ignorant of your being acquainted with his return, or even of his existence. Then she would write and tell her father what she had done, and put their relationship on a new footing. “Just come to that seat now you are here, Miss Stanley, and look down the other path; there’s a vista of just the common sort. He sat with folded arms and knitted brows, thinking intently. . 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. The Ragged Edge. But on this matter my mind is quite made up. But pathologically, he is still on the edge. ‘Good, good—and not before time,’ muttered Roding, glancing round again.
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