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"Oh, why, yes," ruminated Zenas Henry. "Of course she's goin' to get
married sometime by an' by--mebbe in ten years or so. But not now."
"Ten years or so! My goodness! Why, she'll be thirty or thirty-five,
an' an old maid by that time."
"No, she won't. I was forty-five before I married, an' it didn't do me
no hurt or spoil my chances."
"You might have been livin' with Abbie all them years, though."
"I know it."
He paused thoughtfully.
"Yes," he reflected aloud, "I've often thought what a pity it was Abbie
an' I didn't have our first youth together. It took me half a lifetime
to find out how much I needed her."
"You wouldn't want Delight should do that," ventured Celestina.
"Delight? We ain't discussin' Delight," retorted Zenas Henry, promptly
on the defensive. "Delight's another matter altogether. She's nothin'
but a baby. There's no talk of her marryin' for a long spell yet."
Peevishly he kicked the turf with the toe of his boot.
Although he said no more, it was quite evident that he was much
irritated.


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