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CHAPTER 44

OUR HOUSEKEEPING

t was a strange condition of things, the honeymoon being
Iover, and the bridesmaids gone home, when I found my-
self sitting down in my own small house with Dora; quite
thrown out of employment, as I may say, in respect of the
delicious old occupation of making love.
It seemed such an extraordinary thing to have Dora al-
ways there. It was so unaccountable not to be obliged to
go out to see her, not to have any occasion to be torment-
ing myself about her, not to have to write to her, not to be
scheming and devising opportunities of being alone with
her. Sometimes of an evening, when I looked up from my
writing, and saw her seated opposite, I would lean back in
my chair, and think how queer it was that there we were,
alone together as a matter of course - nobody’s business any
more - all the romance of our engagement put away upon
a shelf, to rust - no one to please but one another - one an-
other to please, for life.
When there was a debate, and I was kept out very late, it
seemed so strange to me, as I was walking home, to think
that Dora was at home! It was such a wonderful thing, at