Their Silver Wedding Journey, Part I.

he stopped so long before he had tired him that March said he would like to introduce him to his wife. He saw in the agreeable

tradition they were the same; they were the same in their aspirations; they were

e to reply to a question that seemed to depress him, she said that she had a son who must be nearly his own age, and whom his father had left in charge of 'Every Other Week' for the few months they were to be gone; that they had a daughter married and living in Chicago. She made him sit down by

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she began, but she saw that h

s a little matter that I sh

that she was talking about the lower berth. He said he would have wished to offer it, of co

she added, thoughtfully, "She

young fel

he continued, thoughtfull

certainly one of the complicat

er saying, "I see what

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e broke out, with a laugh of emba

my advice, exactly

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did he

I really didn't mind." Burnamy had risen restlessly

glad it turned

ot hide from her that he was not feeling altogether satisfied. "Would you like me to send

hat he had hardly left her when her husband came up

ound for him to go." March sank into the chair

She told him what had happened, and of her belief that Bu

s entitled to. Why shouldn't he have offered him the lower berth? And why shouldn't the old gentleman have taken it just as he did? Did you w

would speak about that. Don't you

you would call it sinuous in some

t last." She asked him what Burnamy had done for the magazine, and he could remember nothing but t

im tell her everything he knew, or could be forced to imagin

out of the smoking-room; ladies who were easily affected by the motion were lying down in the music-room. Groups of both sexes were standing at intervals along the rail, and the promenaders were obliged to double on a briefer course or work slowly round the

s, when the horn for lunch sounded. It was the youngest of the table-stewards who gave the summons to meals; and whenever the pretty boy appeared with his bugle, funny passengers gat