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of his vast riches because 'tis
swallowed up by Baroness Number One.'
Now Margery did not understand a word more of this than the bare fact
that Mrs. Peach suspected her to be the Baron's undowered widow, and
such was the milkmaid's nature that she did not deny the widow's
impeachment. The latter continued -
'But ah, ma'am, all your troubles are straight backward in your
memory--while I have troubles before as well as grief behind.'
'What may they be, Mrs. Peach?' inquired Margery with an air of the
Baroness.
The other dropped her voice to revelation tones: 'I have been
forgetful enough of my first man to lose my heart to a second!'
'You shouldn't do that--it is wrong. You should control your
feelings.'
'But how am I to control my feelings?'
'By going to your dead husband's grave, and things of that sort.'
'Do you go to your dead husband's grave?'
'How can I go to Algiers?'
'Ah--too true! Well, I've tried everything to cure myself--read the
words against it, gone to the Table the first Sunday of every month,
and all sorts. But, avast, my shipmate!--as my poor man used to say-
-there 'tis just the same. In short, I've made up my mind to
encourage the new one. 'Tis flattering that I, a new-comer, should
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