I Can't Help Love You if You Were 70

I couldn't bear a rich husband, said jo decidedly. I've known it long enough to lose my dread and be happy working for those i love. And don't call yourself old. Forty is the prime of life. I couldn't help loving you if you were 70. The professor found that so touching that he would have been glad of his handkerchiefIf he could have got at it, as he couldn't,. Jo wiped his eyes for him and said, laughing as she took away a bundle. Or i may be strong minded, but no one can say i'm out of my sphere. Now, for women's special mission is supposed to be drying tears and bearing burdens.