I wonder who he'll marry next.

You may depend upon it he did treat his wife badly; everybody said so.

If he were to propose to me, I should answer like that woman did to Henry the Eighth, you know.' She tittered.

'I can't fancy marrying a man who's been married before, could you?
I said that to Mrs.Tichborne one day, at Bridlington, and what do you think she answered?
Oh, she said, they're the best husbands.
Only a good-natured fool marries a second time.' This was the kind of talk that Emily knew she would have to endure; it was unutterably repugnant to her.

She had observed in successive holidays the growth of a spirit in Jessie Cartwright more distinctly offensive than anything which declared itself in her sisters' gabble, however irritating that might be.