After all, he had said his motive for wanting to get married was loneliness, and she truly believed he had meant it at the time. Then gambling fever had struck, and he had changed, but she felt she owed it to him to attempt reason. It was the middle of the afternoon when she finally found him in ...
The cobblestone streets were bordered by tall, shading oak trees. Sweeping front porches of whitewashed houses were draped in fragrant honeysuckle vines. Ladies in pastel-colored dresses twirled parasols over their heads as they strolled along the boardwalks. And men lifted their top hats politel...