The Darrow Enigma eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 272 pages of information about The Darrow Enigma.

The Darrow Enigma eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 272 pages of information about The Darrow Enigma.

I need not tell you, even though you are a bachelor, how fast Maitland improved.  Gwen would permit no one else to nurse him, and this had much to do with the rapidity of his recovery.  In a month he was able to go out, and in another month Gwen became Mrs. Maitland.  A happier pair, or one better suited to each other, it has never been my privilege to know.  As I visited them in their new home I became more and more dissatisfied with bachelor existence, and there were times when I had half a mind to go straight to Jeannette and ask her advice in the matter.  Ah, those days!  They will never come to me again.  Never again will a pink and white angel knock so loudly at my heart, or be so warmly welcomed.  I wonder where she is and if she is thinking of me.

And now I may as well stop, for my narrative is over, and I hear someone coming along the hail, doubtless after me.  It is only Harold, so I may add a word or two more.  I am writing now with difficulty, for some frolicsome individual has placed a hand over my eyes and says, “Guess.”  I can just see to write between the fingers.  Again I am commanded, “Guess!” so I say carelessly, “Alice.”  Then, would you believe it, someone kisses me and says:  “Will you ever have done with that writing?  The children wish me to inform you that they have some small claim upon your time.”  You see how it is.  I’ve got to stop, so I say, as becomes an obedient gentleman:  “Very well, I will quit upon one condition.  I have been wondering where on earth you were.  Tell me what you have been doing with yourself.  I have been repeating in retrospect all the horrors of bachelordom.”

“Why, Ned dear,” my wife replies, “I’ve only been down-town shopping for Harold and little Jeannette.  Bless me, I should think I’d been gone a year!”

“Bless you, my dear Jeannette,” I reply; “I should think you had,” and I draw her down gently into my lap and kiss her again and again for the sake of the conviction it will carry.  She says I am smothering her, which means she is convinced.

You see I have learned some things since I was a bachelor.

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