`` It has been a puzzle to me why you , Uncle Dick , who seem to me fitted above all men I have ever known for love and husbandhood and fatherhood , should have elected to live your life alone . '' `` It has not been a matter of choice , '' said Uncle Dick gently . `` We ca n't always order our lives as we would , Master . I loved a woman once and she loved me . And we love each other still . Do you think I could bear life else ? I 've an interest in it that the Bayside folk know nothing of . It has kept youth in my heart and joy in my soul through long , lonely years . And it 's not ended yet , Master -- it 's not ended yet ! Some day I hope to bring a wife here to my old house -- my wife , my rose of joy ! '' He was silent for a space , gazing at the stars . I too kept silence , fearing to intrude into the holy places of his thought , although I was tingling with interest in this unsuspected outflowering of romance in Uncle Dick 's life . After a time he said gently , `` Shall I tell you about it , Master ? I mean , do you care to know ? '' `` Yes , '' I answered , `` I do care to know . And I shall respect your confidence , Uncle Dick . '' `` I know that . I could n't tell you , otherwise , '' he said . `` I do n't want the Bayside folk to know -- it would be a kind of desecration . They would laugh and joke me about it , as they tease other people , and I could n't bear that .
Nobody in Bayside knows or suspects , unless it 's old Joe Hammond XXXXX the post office .
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