The ring's yours, and you're mine. “Well?” she said. When the paroxysm passed, he was forced to lean against the window-jamb for support. He regarded that perennial miracle of pinning with wrathful eyes. If nothing else had clinched that, the purse had. He was now as civil as he had just been insolent. "Owen, Owen," pursued Mrs. Wood was not particularly fortunate in his own matrimonial connections. Such ambitions as he had were stereotyped and material.
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