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A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court

CHAPTER XLI
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She couldn't see how, but I cut argument short and we had a wedding.
Now I didn't know I was drawing a prize, yet that was what I did draw.

Within the twelvemonth I became her worshiper; and ours was the dearest and perfectest comradeship that ever was.

People talk about beautiful friendships between two persons of the same sex.

What is the best of that sort, as compared with the friendship of man and wife, where the best impulses and highest ideals of both are the same?
There is no place for comparison between the two friendships; the one is earthly, the other divine.
In my dreams, along at first, I still wandered thirteen centuries away, and my unsatisfied spirit went calling and harking all up and down the unreplying vacancies of a vanished world.

Many a time Sandy heard that imploring cry come from my lips in my sleep.
With a grand magnanimity she saddled that cry of mine upon our child, conceiving it to be the name of some lost darling of mine.
It touched me to tears, and it also nearly knocked me off my feet, too, when she smiled up in my face for an earned reward, and played her quaint and pretty surprise upon me: "The name of one who was dear to thee is here preserved, here made holy, and the music of it will abide alway in our ears.


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