A HAZARD OF NEW FORTUNES, V2
[WH#14][wh2nf10.txt]3367
"Now, Alma," said her mother, with the clinging persistence of such
natures.
Mrs. March asked her husband what a dividend was. "It's a chicken before
it's hatched."
"I am not blue, Alma. But I cannot endure this--this hopefulness of
yours."
What you want is some man who can have patience with mediocrity putting
on the style of genius, and with genius turning mediocrity on his hands.
You know we Southerners have all had to go to woak. But Ah don't mand it.
I tell papa I shouldn't ca' fo' the disgrace of bein' poo' if it wasn't
fo' the inconvenience."
He had that timidity of the elder in the presence of the younger man
which the younger, preoccupied with his own timidity in the presence of
the elder, cannot imagine.
A HAZARD OF NEW FORTUNES, V3
[WH#15][wh3nf10.txt]3368
Dryfoos complained to his wife on the basis of mere affectional habit,
which in married life often survives the sense of intellectual equality.
He did not expect her to reason with him, but there was help in her
listening, and though she could only soothe his fretfulness with soft
answers which were often wide of the purpose, he still went to her for
solace.
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