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Professor Cope, an earnest man and serious thinker, believed that marriages should be contracted on probation say for five years, with the right on both sides to refuse a renewal. Theoretically, this would be beautiful. It would make courtship permanent, abolish curl-papered wives in the morning, and tipsy, bragging husbands at night. But it wouldn't work. It would be all right for women.

The members of the Second Presbyterian Church, of which Fanny Warham was about the most exemplary and assiduous female member, would hardly have recognized the face encircled by that triple row of curl-papered locks, shinily plastered with quince-seed liquor.

The answer, starting low, ascended a shrill scale: "Wash it? Wash it? Wash it?" "Silence!" Mr. Marrapit answered. "Descend!" He craned upwards. The curl-papered head of Mrs. Major poked at him over the banisters. "Darling," breathed Mrs. Major. "Darling um!" "Mrs. Major! What is this?" "Thash what I want to know," said Mrs. Major coquettishly. "Wash it? Wash ish it?" "You are distraught, Mrs.

Major. Have no fear. To your room." The curl-papered head waggled. Mrs. Major beamed. "Darling. Darling um!" "Exercise control," Mr. Marrapit told her. "Banish apprehension. There are thieves; but we are alert." The head withdrew. Mrs. Major gave a tiny scream: "Thieves!"

Lilac was very fond of the farmyard and all the creatures in it. She stopped at the gate and looked over at a company of small black pigs routing about in the straw. "Oh, Agnetta!" she exclaimed, "you've got some toiny pigs; what peart little uns they are!" "I can't abide pigs," said Agnetta with a toss of her curl-papered head; "no more can't Bella, we neither of us can't.

Clarke in these surroundings; she hated the mud that soiled her dainty boots, the odors that must offend her nostrils, the inevitable sights that awaited her in Number One. She only prayed that Mrs. Snawdor's curl-papered head might not appear on the upper landing. "Which way?" demanded Mrs. Clarke, impatiently.