—Sorry to quit your lord—worships, I mean,—I don't know what I mean," she added, a little confused, and dropping a profound curtsey to the disguised noblemen, each of whom replied by a bow, worthy, in her opinion, of a prince of the blood at the least,—"but I've a few necessary orders to give below. The latter no sooner beheld him than he dashed hastily into an adjoining room. There is everywhere at night in China the original fear of darkness. Wood, delighted at the idea. . “I beg your pardon,” he said, “but you appear to be a fellow countrywoman of mine, and in some distress. He had chosen his time well. White would not approve of callers. Were I a painter of subject pictures, I would exhaust all my skill in proportion and perspective and atmosphere upon the august seat of empire, I would present it gray and dignified and immense and respectable beyond any mere verbal description, and then, in vivid black and very small, I would put in those valiantly impertinent vans, squatting at the base of its altitudes and pouring out a swift, straggling rush of ominous little black objects, minute figures of determined women at war with the universe. For a long time she surveyed a row of towering holly-hocks, as though they offered an explanation. She drank her glass of wine, however, and clanked glasses good-naturedly with Mr. 150 “Homely. It isn’t. Lots of us are like that.
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