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“You have only to read Virginia to convince yourself.

“‘Having married, they immediately proceeded, as if by mutual consent, to make the worst of it.’

“‘Having lived through the brief illumination of romance, she had come at last into that steady glow which encompasses the commonplace.’

“‘To demand that a pretty woman should possess the mental responsibility of a human being would have seemed an affront to his inherited ideas of gallantry.’

“‘If the texture of his soul was not finely wrought, the proportions of it were heroic.’

“‘From the day of his marriage he had never been able to deny her anything she had set her heart upon—not even the privilege of working herself to death for his sake when the opportunity offered.’

“‘You know how Abby is about men.’ ‘Yes, I know, and it’s just the way men are about Abby.’

“‘How on earth could she go out sewing by the day if she didn’t have her religious convictions?’

“‘Anybody who has mixed with beggars oughtn’t to turn up his nose at a respectable bank.’ ‘But he says that it’s because the bank is so respectable that he doesn’t think he could stand it.’