Chapter 75: LXXIV

LXXIV Mercifully grant that we may grow aged together. Book of Tobit: Marriage Prayer In Middlemarch a wife could not long remain ignorant that the town held a bad opinion of her husband. No feminine intimate might carry her friendship so far as to make a plain statement to the wife of the unpleasant fact known or believed about her husband; but when a woman with her thoughts much at leisure got them suddenly employed on something grievously disadvantageous to her neighbors, variou…