Faugh!” She took up the last morsel of roll, and held it delicately between her long slim fingers. The wine was sweetened with cinnamon and cloves and rare edible flowers, which her father had instructed her not to drink excessively of. Let me only wear your livery. ” “Excuse me,” Mr. Wood the best of wives. The grate was full of fluttering ashes of burnt paper, and the easy chair near the fire had evidently been used. For the most part these were detached people: men practising the plastic arts, young writers, young men in employment, a very large proportion of girls and women—self-supporting women or girls of the student class. Probably she was married years ago and is now merely on the way to her husband's house. “She has improved her style,” someone declared.
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