She was dressed in a little white frock, with a very long body, and very short sleeves, which looked (from a certain fullness about the hips,) as if it was intended to be worn with a hoop. Mrs. "'A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other. ” The doors at the other end of the hall opened. Their faces were masks of abject horror, sunken and shriveled, their cheekbones protruding. ” “You have not seen the evening paper?” “No. ’ Leaning down, she raised the hem of the petticoat of her habit to reveal a neat little pair of boots on her feet. She remembered that she had not gone to bed until two o'clock in the morning. It is the bottom of the cup, where all the dregs appear to settle. “Nor am I going to,” she answered, smiling. Habits and tastes are no longer the same. Wood did think of it, and groaned aloud. You can test it out on us this Thanksgiving Sunday. “I won’t go home,” she said; “I won’t!” and she evaded the clutch of the fatherly policeman and tried to thrust herself past him in the direction of that big portal.
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