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Kipling, Rudyard, 1865-1936

"From Mine Own People"

) Take your hand from my mouth or I'll bite! In the future,
then remember--I don't know quite how to put it!
Capt. G. (Snorting indignantly.) Don't try. "Marry again," indeed!
Mrs. G. I must. Listen, my husband. Never, never, never tell your wife anything
that you do not wish her to remember and think over all her life. Because a
woman--yes, I am a woman--can't forget.
Capt. G. By Jove, how do you know that?
Mrs. G. (Confusedly.) I don't. I'm only guessing. I am--I was--a silly little
girl; but I feel that I know so much, oh, so very much more than you, dearest.
To begin with, I'm your wife.
Capt. G. So I have been led to believe.
Mrs. G. And I shall want to know every one of your secrets--to share everything
you know with you. (Stares round desperately.)
Capt. G. So you shall, dear, so you shall--but don't look like that.
Mrs. G. For your own sake don't stop me, Phil. I shall never talk to you in
this way again. You must not tell me! At least, not now. Later on, when I'm an
old matron it won't matter, but if you love me, be very good to me now; for
this part of my life I shall never forget! Have I made you understand?
Capt. G. I think so, child. Have I said anything yet that you disapprove of?
Mrs.


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