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The Dunmow Flitch is a well-known matrimonial prize for happy couples who have never quarrelled during the first year of their wedded life; while a Skimmerton expresses popular indignation against quarrelsome or licentious husbands and wives.

She has lifted this question from out of the warm atmosphere of troubled domesticity in which it has hitherto been discussed, to its proper level of a predominantly important human affair. H.G. Wells Easton Glebe, Dunmow, Essex., England Be not ashamed, women, your privilege encloses the rest, and is the exit of the rest, You are the gates of the body, and you are the gates of the soul.

And even when he had indulged in a few sarcastic speeches, Olivia's soft voice and ready acquiescence had avoided friction. Marcus often told her that they were a model couple, and had earned the Dunmow Flitch over and over again, but in reality their mutual respect and thorough understanding of each other's salient points had conduced to this harmony.

Nor let the supposition of matrimonial differences frighten you: honey-moon lasts not now-a-days above a fortnight; and Dunmow flitch, as I have been informed, was never claimed; though some say once it was. Marriage is a queer state, Child, whether paired by the parties or by their friends. Out of three brothers of us, you know, there was but one had courage to marry.

And on the other hand there is a certain stretch of road between Dunmow and Coggeshall.... That stretch of road is continually jarring with my optimistic thoughts. It is a strongly pro-German piece of road.

Therefore he left us, and would go northwards from Dunmow, taking the towns from thence to Thetford and Norwich, and he should go to Ipswich and maybe to Dunwich after this. So would all East Anglia submit. And all went well with Ulfkytel until the time came when he must turn back in haste, as I must tell presently.

'Two shouls' you'll excuse me, souls with but a single thought, Two hearts that beat ash one. "Between you and me, ma'am, we have thoughts of applying for Dunmow flitch. Quaint old custom, Dunmow flitch. Heard of it, I dareshay?" "I wish you would go about your business." Mr. Mortimer emitted a tragic laugh.

After his demise poor Marion is so tormented by her royal persecutor that she seeks refuge in Dunmow Abbey, where she is poisoned by the king's order. In each play the outlaw is extolled so highly, and made so admirable in every way, that in spite of the quaintness one is moved to honest admiration.

After coming out I was seen by the traitor, whose treachery was still unknown to us. He did nothing then, not even to send after the searchers, as he knew that I meant to be off before they could be recalled." The Wisemans had another house at North End, a few miles to the south-east of Dunmow.

"Petting, Society, Art, travels! I had rather have had our two first years of tiffs than all that sort of happiness." "Tiffs! I thought we might have gone in for the Dunmow flitch." "You might! Do you mean that you forget how fractious and nasty and abominable I was, and how many headaches I gave you?" "Only what you had to put up with."