Mrs. Dewey spent nearly a month in S----and then went back with her
husband to New York. I saw them several times together during this
period. He had grown more pompous in manner, and talked in a larger
way. Our little town was simply contemptible in his eyes, and he was
at no pains to conceal his opinion. New York was everything; and a
New York merchant of passable standing, able to put two or three
towns like S----in his breeches pocket.
The only interest I felt in this conceited young man was as the
husband of my young friend; and as touching their relation to each
other, I observed both of them very closely. It did not take me long
to discover that there was no true bond of love between them. The
little fond attentions that we look for in a husband of only six
months' standing; and the tender reciprocations which are sure to
follow, were all wanting here. Constance spoke of this, and I
answered, lightly, to cover the regret the fact occasioned--
"It is not fashionable in good society, you know, for husband and
wife to show any interest in each other.
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