'Besides--the skeleton,' he said.
'Yes.

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If it could not have been another person's--but no, of course it was he.' 'You might have married me on the day we had fixed, and there would have been no impediment.

You would now have been seventeen years my wife, and we might have had tall sons and daughters.' 'It might have been so,' she murmured.
'Well--is it still better late than never ?' The question was one which had become complicated by the increasing years of each.