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There! Now let us talk sensibly. You know, dear'; what a little hand it was to hold, and what a tiny wedding-ring it was to see! 'You know, my love, it is not exactly comfortable to have to go out without one's dinner. Now, is it?' 'N-n-no!' replied Dora, faintly. 'My love, how you tremble!' 'Because I KNOW you're going to scold me,' exclaimed Dora, in a piteous voice. 'My sweet, I am only going to reason.' 'Oh, but reasoning is worse than scolding!' exclaimed Dora, in despair. 'I didn't marry to be reasoned with. If you meant to reason with such a poor little thing as I am, you ought to have told me so, you cruel boy!' I tried to pacify Dora, but she turned away her face, and shook her curls from side to side, and said, 'You cruel, cruel boy!' so many times, that I really did not exactly know what to do: so I took a few turns up and down the room in my uncertainty, and came back again. 'Dora, my darling!' 'No, I am not your darling. Because you must be sorry that you married me, or else you wouldn't reason with me!' returned Dora. I felt so injured by the inconsequential nature of this charge, that it gave me courage to be grave. 'Now, my own Dora,' said I, 'you are very childish, and are talking nonsense. You must remember, I am sure, that I was obliged to go out yesterday when dinner was half over; and that, the day before, I was made quite unwell by being obliged to eat underdone veal in a hurry; today, I don't dine at all - and I am afraid to say how long we waited for breakfast - and then the water didn't boil. I don't mean to reproach you, my dear, but this is not comfortable.' 'Oh, you cruel, cruel boy, to say I am a disagreeable wife!' cried Dora. 'Now, my dear Dora, you must know that I never said that!' |
