I learned the trick of the place from one Paul Groves, who used to live
here, and who contrived the machine. She was pleased and a little flattered by his interest and sympathy. ”
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“Then I’ll wait for you. Wanton! Had I been one, even God would have forgiven
me, understanding. 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. Then he went back to his rooms
and lit a cigar. She had been built
for canvas and oil-lamps, and this new thingumajig that kept her nose snoring at
eight knots when normally she was able to boil along at ten, and these
unblinking things they called lamps (that neither smoked nor smelled), irked and
threatened to ruin her temper. The longing to talk to someone! But in the end
she had gone to her room without giving in to the craving. ’
He endured the inevitable scold with patience, saluted Mrs Chalkney’s faded
cheek, and went off to endure the necessary delay with what patience he could
muster. She had thought to wear it now, since she must look more the
demoiselle.
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