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Mr. de Lara's earlier works, 'The Light of Asia, 'Amy Robsart, and 'Moina' failed completely. There is better work in 'Messaline' . The musical ideas are poor in quality, but the score is put together in a workmanlike manner, and the orchestration is often clever.

Then she remembered her resolution to forget all differences and just have a good time. Miriam, gowned in apricot messaline trimmed with silver, was in the receiving line with half a dozen other sophomores. Grace and her party would be obliged to exchange civilities with the enemy. She wondered what Miriam would do. David solved this problem for her by taking charge of the situation.

"That's a stylish messaline the second one's got on, all right. I think them beaded tunics are swell." "If it hadn't been for the false-hair craze old man Rosenstein wouldn't " Mrs. Blondheim leaned forward in her chair; her little flowered-silk work-bag dropped to the floor. "There's Bella now! Honest, that Mr. Arnheim 'ain't left her once to-day, and he only got here this morning, too!

And then one finds M. Paul Moinet, in his historical essays En Marge de l'histoire, gracefully pleading for the lady as Messaline la calomniee yes, and making out a good case for her. The Empress Theodora under the pen of a psychological expert becomes nothing more dire than a clever little whore disguised in imperial purple. On the mention of poison Lucretia Borgia springs to mind.

Kitty was already holding up the daintiest blue embroidered chiffon. "Isn't this perfectly exquisite?" she said, catching Blue Bonnet's glance. The saleswoman came forward with a pale green messaline. "The young lady could wear either of these, with her hair," she remarked. "Put one of them on, Kitty," Blue Bonnet suggested. "One could hardly choose, they are both so dear.

Pace's fears that she might get herself up in "paint rags," was most artistically gowned in old-rose messaline. "It is more pleasure than I can express to meet the cousins of my Sara; also Mademoiselle Kean, of whom we have heard much from the respected Madame Pace," he added with a mischievous twinkle. "Heavens, how must I behave if Mrs. Pace has already given me a character?" exclaimed Judy.

Emma McChesney drew from the rack a skirt of king's blue satin messaline and held it at arm's length. "And they call that thing a petticoat! Why, fifteen years ago the material in this skirt wouldn't have made even a fair-sized sleeve." T. A. Buck regarded the petticoat moodily. "I don't see how they get around in the darned things. I honestly don't see how they wear 'em." "That's just it.

Frances Marlton's merry tones broke in on Grace's reflections. "I'm going to be your faithful cavalier. I'll offer you my arm as soon as we get downstairs. We never could walk two abreast in state down these stairs." Grace followed Frances's lead, smiling happily. Julia Graham, a rather stout, pleasant-faced young woman in pink messaline, bowed to Miriam.