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"I wisht ye'd git married, Roger," said Catherine Ames. "I'm gitting too old to work -- seventy last April -- and who's going to look after ye when I'm gone. Git married, b'y -- git married."
Roger Temple winced. His aunt's harsh, disagreeable voice always jarred horribly on his sensitive nerves. He was fond of her after a fashion, but always that voice made him wonder if there could be anything harder to endure.