Owen Blair had n't a face a body could forget -- that long face of his with its clean color and its eyes made to look love into a woman 's . When I thought of Mark Foster 's sallow skin and lank jaws I felt sick-like . Not that Mark was ugly -- he was just a common-looking fellow . `` He was so handsome , was n't he , Aunt Rachel ? '' my dearie went on , in that patient voice of hers . `` So tall and strong and handsome . I wish we had n't parted in anger . It was so foolish of us to quarrel . But it would have been all right if he had lived to come back . I know it would have been all right . I know he did n't carry any bitterness against me to his death . I thought once , Aunt Rachel , that I would go through life true to him , and then , over on the other side , I 'd meet him just as before , all his and his only . But it is n't to be . '' `` Thanks to your stepma 's wheedling and Mark Foster 's scheming , '' said I. `` No , Mark did n't scheme , '' she said patiently . `` Do n't be unjust to Mark , Aunt Rachel . He has been very good and kind . '' `` He 's as stupid as an owlet and as stubborn as Solomon 's mule , '' I said , for I WOULD say it . `` He 's just a common fellow , and yet he thinks he 's good enough for my beauty . '' `` Do n't talk about Mark , '' she pleaded again . `` I mean to be a good , faithful wife to him .
But I 'm my own woman yet -- YET -- for just a few more sweet hours , and I want to give them XXXXX HIM .
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