Dead Men Tell No Tales

I could repeat every word of it after forty years.

“A good man does not necessarily make a good husband,” I innocently remarked.

“Why do you say that?” asked my wife, who never would let a generalization pass unchallenged.

“I was thinking of Rattray,” said I. “The most tolerant of judges could scarcely have described him as a good man five years ago. Yet I can see that he has made an admirable husband. On the whole,


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I could repeat every word of it after forty years.

“A good man does not necessarily make a good husband,” I innocently remarked.

“Why do you say that?” asked my wife, who never would let a generalization pass unchallenged.

“I was thinking of Rattray,” said I. “The most tolerant of judges could scarcely have described him as a good man five years ago. Yet I can see that he has made an admirable husband. On the whole,


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