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Updated: June 20, 2025
"The smoke was too thick to see anything about them, and I should not know them if I met them to-day; and, besides, when you only see a young person in her nightdress, it is hard to form any opinion as to her rank." Nellie joined in the laugh. "I suppose not, Cyril. It might make a difference to you, though.
He waved his hand invitingly towards the couch which was drawn up close to the electric heater, and Myra, reflecting that it was in keeping with the rest of the fantastic, dream-like adventure that she, clad only in a nightdress and dressing-gown, should be talking to a hooded bandit in an electrically-lighted room in the heart of a mountain, seated herself.
The marquise, being only in her nightdress, hastened to slip on a silk petticoat; but at the moment when she finished tying it round her waist she heard a step approaching her room, and believing that her murderers were returning to make an end of her, she flew like a madwoman to the window.
A coarse jest passed round when a tall, bony woman came up, a man's overcoat, thrown over her shoulders, barely covering her nightdress. They stood shivering in the cold air, greedy to hear what sensation had come to their very doors. "It's only a drunken man." "They say 'e was knocked down in a fight." "No; the Push stoushed 'im, an' then cleared."
The room was cold, she was clad only in a nightdress, but surges of heat ran through her body. What should she do? She must think. But thought was impossible. She got up and closed the window and began to dress with feverish rapidity, pausing now and again to stand motionless.
The fleet bare feet reach him almost as soon as the ringing voice. "I was afraid you were not here. Is this truly home?" "Truly home, my darling." He lifts her in his arms, still in her dainty nightdress, and kisses the scarlet lips, that laugh now for very gladness. "Can I stay with you always?" "Why, yes," in half surprise. "You are the nearest and dearest thing in all the world."
When he banged on the door, Grandma, clutching her nightdress at the throat, put her head out. "The baby, I suppose!" she snapped. "Is Little Marion there?" "Yes!" "Well, let me dress." "Hurry, please, Grandma! Charleton seemed awful scared." "Charleton! Huh! I'm going to get my proper clothes on and drink my coffee, no matter how Charleton Falkner worries. He always was a baby.
And again, she presented the appearance of one who has recently undergone a strenuous exertion. Her rich, red-gold hair was in disorder; she was breathing deeply, and her cheeks were flushed, though her movements were direct and full of purpose. Then, too, if a man may hazard the guess, I would have said that the lacey, beribboned dressing gown she wore hid her nightdress.
Just as he re-entered the house, the old cook, under the impression that the cat had got into the pantry, and was smashing the crockery, entered the lobby in her nightdress, shrieked "Mercy on us!" on beholding the major, and fainted dead away. Major Stewart was too much annoyed at having failed to capture the burglars to take any notice of her.
She Looked hastily round, but there was nothing to be seen. Nothing but the grimly painted portrait of her poor dear man, which had been hung against the wall. She gave a heavy sigh to his memory, as she was accustomed to do, whenever she spoke of him in company; and went on adjusting her nightdress. Her sigh was re-echoed; or answered by a long-drawn breath.
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