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IF YOU HAD THREE HUSBANDS
If you had three husbands.
If you had three husbands.
If you had three husbands, well not exactly that.
If you had three husbands would you be willing to take everything and be satisfied to live in Belmont in a large house with a view and plenty of flowers and neighbors, neighbors who were cousins and some friends who did not say anything.
This is what happened.
She expressed everything.
She is worthy of signing a will.
And mentioning what she wished.
She was brought up by her mother. She had meaning and she was careful in reading. She read marvelously. She was pleased. She was aged thirty-nine. She was flavored by reason of much memory and recollection.
This is everything.
Foreword.
I cannot believe it.
I cannot realize it.
I cannot see it.
It is what happened.
First there was a wonder.
Really wonder.
Wonder by means of what.
Wonder by means of measures.
Measuring what.
Heights.
How high.
A little.
This was not all.
There were well if you like there were wonderful spots such as were seen by a queen. This came to be a system. Really it was just by a treasure.
What was a treasure. Apart from that.
Surely.
Rather.
In their beginning what was a delight. Not signing papers or anything or indeed in having a mother and two sisters. Not nearly enough were mentioned by telegraphing. It was a choice.
I ramble when I mention it.
Did she leave me any money.
I remember something.
I am not clear about what it was.
When did I settle that.
I settled it yesterday.
Early Life.
They were not miserably young they were older than another. She was gliding. It is by nearly weekly leaning that it comes to be exact. It never was in dispute.
They were gayly not gaily gorgeous. They were not gorgeous at all. They were obliging. If you think so. If you think so glow. If you believe in light boys. They were never another.
It came to be seen that any beam of three rooms was not showy. They were proud to sit at mother. Slowly walking makes walking quicker. They have toys and not that in deceiving. They do not deceive them. No one is willing. No one could be cool and mother and divided and necessary and climatical and of origin and beneath that mean and be a sun. It was strange in her cheek. Not strange to them or that.
A young one.
Not by mountains.
Not by oysters.
Not by hearing.
Not by round ways.
Not by circ.u.mference again.
Not by leaving luncheon.
Not by birth.
