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Here's the place." "Agency for Artificial Manure" was printed over the door. Willy asked the office-boy if there were any letters, and they went upstairs. The windows of the front room were in view of a church spire, and overlooked a little shadowy cemetery; and at one window Cissy sat, the little crutches by her side, watching the children playing amid the tombs. "Where's your mother, Cissy?"
"Is that all?" observed Atherley sardonically; "I thought he must have seen the ghost. By the bye, Cissy, did you see it?" "Yes," said Mrs. de Noël simply, at which Atherley visibly started, and instantly began talking of something else. Mrs. Molyneux was to leave by an afternoon train, but, to the relief of everybody, it was discovered that Mrs. Mallet had indefinitely postponed her departure.
"Her baby Cecily's " "Then you're a grandmother?" It seemed to Cissy that the whole restaurant rang with the emphasis of the words. Yet he had not spoken loudly; not a head was turned in their direction; even the waiter stood unmoved. When she came to herself Landry was laughing softly. "When are you going to let me see the baby ?" "Never " "Why not?" Cissy went on to her doom.
"Because you'll want to put me on the shelf like all the rest of them. You'll want to see me with my hair parted and spectacles. And my eyes are perfectly good and my hair is my own " She stopped. Landry was surveying her with hard eyes. "Don't you love the baby ?" Cissy shrugged. "Perhaps. I don't know yet. Some day I may when I haven't anything to do but sit in a chimney-corner."
MRS. H. Yes; and your mother was so used to thinking Cissy's judgment right that she never could or would see when it was time to make a stand, and prevent her own first impressions from being talked down as old-fashioned, letting her eyes be bandaged, in fact. L. So she vexed herself over Cissy's fault; but did not you try to make Cissy see what she was about?
"I may be very depraved, Cissy," Vera would answer, indignantly, "but I have not yet sunk so low as to desire that every draper's assistant may have the privilege of buying my likeness for a shilling to stick up on his mantelshelf, with a tight-rope dancer on one side, and a burlesque actress on the other!"
He spoke of Mildred as the prettiest woman in the room, and was disappointed that Madame Delacour did not contest the point... When Cissy and Elsie came whirling by, Cissy unnecessarily large and bare, and Elsie intolerably pert and middle class, Morton regretted that he would have to ask them to dance.
Perhaps she was becoming unduly sensitive. The secretiveness of her sex came to her aid here, and she awkwardly changed the subject. Aunt Vashti, complacently believing that her words had fallen on fruitful soil, discreetly said no more. It was a hot morning when Cissy walked alone to chapel early next Sunday.
I should as soon have thought of asking her to buy me a gun, knowing that she would carefully pick out the one least likely to shoot anything. Cissy is accustomed to look upon a servant as something to be waited on and taken care of. Her own household, as we all know, is composed chiefly of chronic invalids."
Fargus said: 'Then why do you hesitate? What is the objection to the men's studio? 'I do not know that there is any particular objection, nothing that I ought to let stand in the way of my studies. It was only something that Elsie and Cissy said. They said the men's conversation wasn't always very nice. But they weren't sure, for they understand French hardly at all they may have been mistaken.
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