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30540	Phelps, Elizabeth Stuart	The Gates Between			.txt	text/plain	40717	3018	87	this slender woman whose eyes, like the sword of flame, turned this way forty-six years old, and a Darwinian,--I loved my wife like any common, I had lived to be almost fifty years old, and no person had ever said: wish I'd married a woman with a little wifely spirit!--or else not by which a man must manage his horse, come life or death. "I should not like to be the man who has got to tell Helen." This looking like a spirit, far across the rich colours of the room, her there so little love of wife and child? Thoughts like these came to me so quietly and so naturally, now, that I "I don't understand it, Doctor," she said, with something like old days on earth, to learn to do, and like any live human baby I was conscious of a wish to turn the great man's thought	./cache/30540.txt	./txt/30540.txt