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There is Asinia, whose selfishness is so great, and her affection so frivolous, that she will weep over a sparrow and "let her husband die to save her lap-dog's life." All these women are most likely childless, and many a noble Roman house threatens to become extinct. There are others, again, whose foibles are more innocent. Baebia, for example, is merely a victim to superstition.

A fit of spasmodic, unnatural laughter shook her from the tip of her lace parasol to the toes of her small slippers, causing such a convulsion in the lap-dog's mind that he sat up on her knees and joined his cries with hers, until he had succeeded in attracting her attention, when he was instantly caressed and kissed and petted, with expressions of the greatest anxiety for his comfort.

I think I see you shut up with a trying old lady, combing the lap-dog's hair, and winding wool! You wouldn't be a very agreeable companion, Ruthans dear. Better make the best of things, and stay where you are." Ruth made no further protest, but her lips tightened with an expression of determination. Her mind being made up, she was not easily swayed from her purpose.

And it is for this youth that you will sacrifice your fortunes, your ambition, the station you were born to fill and have been reared to improve, this youth in whom there is nothing but the lap-dog's merit, sleekness and beauty! Ay, frown, the frown betrays you; you love him!"

"How do you do, Arthur?" she said stiffly, giving him the tips of her fingers for a moment, and then transferring them to the more congenial contact of the lap-dog's silken coat. "I hope you are quite well and have made satisfactory progress at college." Arthur murmured the first commonplace that he could think of at the moment, and relapsed into uncomfortable silence.

And it is for this youth that you will sacrifice your fortunes, your ambition, the station you were born to fill and have been reared to improve, this youth in whom there is nothing but the lap-dog's merit, sleekness and beauty! Ay, frown, the frown betrays you; you love him!"

Though she hold herself against the shelf and tilt her hoops, it would not be possible to pass. She is absorbed in a book of the softer sort, and she flips its pages against her lap-dog's nose. But now behold the student coming up the street! He is clad in shining black. He is thin of shank as becomes a scholar. He sags with knowledge. He hungers after wisdom. He comes opposite the bookshop.