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It was rather fine in Lurella not to do it. What did she say, Dunham? What did she talk about? Did she want to know?" "No!" shouted Dunham. "She talked very well, like any young lady." "Oh, all young ladies talk well, of course. But what did this one say? What did she do, except suffer a visible pang of homesickness at the sight of unattainable poultry?
"She wanted to know," said Staniford, with a laugh. Dunham was silent a while before he asked, "What do you suppose her first name is?" "Jerusha, probably." "Oh, impossible!" "Well, then, Lurella. You have no idea of the grotesqueness of these people's minds.
I should like mightily to know how the world strikes her, as far as she's gone. But I doubt if she's one to betray her own counsel in any way. She looks deep, Lurella does." Staniford laughed again at the pain which his insistence upon the name brought into Dunham's face.
Come, you have represented the interview with Miss Blood as one of great brilliancy." "I haven't," said Dunham. "I have done nothing of the kind. Her talk was like any pleasant talk; it was refined and simple, and unobtrusive." "That is, it was in no way remarkable," observed Staniford, with a laugh. "I expected something better of Lurella; I expected something salient. Well, never mind.
Says the whole thing's a 'poke hole, and the curt'in recollects him of 'strings of spinnin' caterpillars, and 'no beau that's worth his shoes won't ever get caught in no such trap, which is most tryin' to Lurella, so I hev to act pleased, and smooth things over best I can." Well-a-day, it is always easier to answer the riddles that puzzle others, rather than those that confront ourselves.
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