"
The old lady once in a while would come to my room and chat on many
things. She questioned me why I had not brought my wife with me. I asked
her if I looked like one married, reminding her that I was only twenty
four yet. Saying "it is proper for one to get married at twenty four" as
a beginning, she recited that Mr. Blank married when he was twenty, that
Mr. So-and-So has already two children at twenty two, and marshalled
altogether about half a dozen examples,--quite a damper on my youthful
theory. I will then get marred at twenty four, I said, and requested her
to find me a good wife, and she asked me if I really meant it.
"Really? You bet! I can't help wanting to get married."
"I should suppose so. Everybody is just like that when young." This
remark was a knocker; I could not say anything to that.
"But I'm sure you have a Madam already. I have seen to that with my
own eyes."
"Well, they are sharp eyes. How have you seen it?"
"How? Aren't you often worried to death, asking if there's no letter
from Tokyo?"
"By Jupiter! This beats me!"
"Hit the mark, haven't I?"
"Well, you probably have."
"But the girls of these days are different from what they used to be and
you need a sharp look-out on them.
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