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"Indeed," said the young lady demurely. "Like this?" She put out a distracting little foot, clothed in the white stocking and cool black prunella slipper then de rigueur in the State, and, pressing it on the pedal, began to drum vigorously on the keys. In vain the amorous Chet protested in a voice which the instrument drowned.
Ah, well, she had had no time to go deeply into the matter just then, with that prunella silk on her hands; but she was 'very intriguee' very! She had just nodded to Mrs. James, most averse at the first blush to accepting any news confirmatory of his own poignant suspicions, took her up at once. "Oh" he said, "they'd be after wall-papers no doubt." Euphemia smiled.
Ah, well, she had had no time to go deeply into the matter just then, with that prunella silk on her hands; but she was 'very intriguee' very! She had just nodded to Mrs. James, most averse at the first blush to accepting any news confirmatory of his own poignant suspicions, took her up at once. "Oh" he said, "they'd be after wall-papers no doubt." Euphemia smiled.
The blue flounced skirt lay round her on the floor. She stood above its billowy folds, reminiscent of Venus rising from the waves a gawky, angular Venus in a short serge frock, reaching a little below her knees, black stockings and a pair of prunella boots of a size suggesting she had yet some inches to grow before reaching her full height. "I hope you haven't hurt yourself," I said.
There is nothing perfumed in the latest box of bonbons from Paris so exquisite, sparkling, racy, French and happy in its own sweet conceit as he is. He has hands and feet a Kentucky girl might envy for their shapely delicacy and dainty size, cased in the neatest kid and prunella.
At last, in despair, she gave it up, and leaning against the well she began to cry bitterly, when suddenly she heard a voice at her side saying 'Prunella, why are you crying? Turning round she beheld a handsome youth, who looked kindly at her, as if he were sorry for her trouble. 'Who are you, she asked, 'and how do you know my name?
There's only one other word for it, which begins with the same letter, and the superior kind of private doesn't use it in ladies' society.... But while I'm lying here I wonder what all the other fellows are doing they're such good chaps real, true, clean men out there you seem to get to essentials all the rest is leather and prunella and I want to be back among them again.
She wore a close-fitting muslin chemisette, buttoned to the throat with gold buttons, a black silk tunic extending to the thigh, a colored cotton cloth, fastened round the waist and falling as low as the ankles, black silk stockings and prunella shoes. This lady is jet black, of pleasing countenance, and is a princess of royal blood.
"I can't say," she answered, with a sigh. "But you ought to wear long dresses; now yours are tucked, and could be let down." "And these red prunella boots they look like boiled crabs." I put them on, and walked round the room crab-fashion, till she laughed hysterically. "Miss Charlotte Alden wears French kid slippers every day, and I must wear mine."
But there is nothing else worth thinking of in the world. All else is leather and prunella. We are living over again the days of the Dutchmen or the seventeenth-century Englishmen." My next letter, of fourteen closely written pages, was of similar character to the last. Motley could think of nothing but the great conflict.
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