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If you want anything, mind you ring." "And if you see anything curious in that room," called Irais from her bedroom door, "mind you jot it down." December 27th It is the fashion, I believe, to regard Christmas as a bore of rather a gross description, and as a time when you are invited to over-eat yourself, and pretend to be merry without just cause.
Did you know that women are forbidden to go to political meetings here?" "Really?" Out came the note-book. "The law expressly forbids the attendance at such meetings of women, children, and idiots." "Children and idiots I understand that," said Minora; "but women and classed with children and idiots?" "Classed with children and idiots," repeated Irais, gravely nodding her head.
Minora broke the silence by remarking that Dresden was pretty, but she thought this beat it almost. "I don't quite see," said Irais in a hushed voice, as though she were in a holy place, "how the two can be compared."
They have all gone now, thank heaven, except one, so that I have a little breathing space before others begin to arrive. It seems that the place interests people, and that there is a sort of novelty in staying in such a deserted corner of the world, for they were in a perpetual state of mild amusement at being here at all. Irais is the only one left.
She got up and walked to the piano, and, sitting down, began, after a little wandering over the keys, to sing. "Do you play?" I asked Minora. "Yes, but I am afraid I am rather out of practice." I said no more. I know what that sort of playing is. When we were lighting our bedroom candles Minora began suddenly to speak in an unknown tongue. We stared. "What is the matter with her?" murmured Irais.
It was hot, and sweet, and rather nasty, but it is proper to drink it on this one night, so of course we did. Minora does not like either Irais or myself. We very soon discovered that, and laugh about it when we are alone together. I can understand her disliking Irais, but she must be a perverse creature not to like me.
"You must have belonged to a particularly nice set," remarked Irais. "And as for politics," he said, "I have never heard them mentioned among women." "Children and idiots are not interested in such things," I said. "And we are much too frightened of being put in prison," said Irais. "In prison?" echoed Minora.
Though you're given to describe Woman as a dummes Weib. You yourself are sillier far, Prattling, bimetallic star!" "No doubt she had understood very little," said the Man of Wrath, taking no notice of this effusion. "And no doubt the gentleman hadn't understood much either." Irais was plainly irritated. "Your opinion of woman," said Minora in a very small voice, "is not a high one.
"Oh, I know, how stupid of me!" cried Minora eagerly, her pencil in mid-air and her brain clutching at the elusive recollection, "sage and, why, yes, no, yes, of course oh," disappointedly, "but that's vulgar I can't put it in." "What is vulgar?" I asked. "She thinks sage and onions is vulgar," said Irais languidly; "but it isn't, it is very good."
"And what a nice chapter you will be able to write about the Baltic," said I. "Why, it is practically certain that you are the first English person who has ever been to just this part of it." "Isn't there some English poem," said Irais, "about being the first who ever burst " "'Into that silent sea," finished Minora hastily. "You can't quote that without its context, you know."
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