• December Bride
  • Part Two



secretly longed for - in a proper way, of course! He stopped for a
moment, leaning on the upper bar of a gate. The image of Sarah came
before him, her smooth hair, her full bosom, her rebellious mouth.
He closed his eyes and clung to the gate, feeling suddenly weak.

When he was almost home he stopped in the middle of the road.
"I should have offered to baptize the child.!" he exclaimed aloud.
The thought kept nagging at him during dinner so that he failed to
attend to his wife's remarks. When he did look at her, his face wore
such a preoccupied expression, as though he were looking at a stranger,
that she ceased any further efforts at conversation.

Rebellious, Stranger
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