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445 with me here, was taken so very ill in the night that I thought she would have expired in my arms.’ ‘Such a fate is almost to be envied,’ returned Nicholas, ‘but I am very sorry to hear it nevertheless.’ ‘What a creature you are to flatter!’ said Miss Snevellicci, buttoning her glove in much confusion. ‘If it be flattery to admire your charms and accomplishments,’ rejoined Nicholas, laying his hand upon the scrapbook, ‘you have better specimens of it here.’ ‘Oh you cruel creature, to read such things as those! I’m almost ashamed to look you in the face afterwards, positively I am,’ said Miss Snevellicci, seizing the book and putting it away in a closet. ‘How careless of Led! How could she be so naughty!’ ‘I thought you had kindly left it here, on purpose for me to read,’ said Nicholas. And really it did seem possible. ‘I wouldn’t have had you see it for the world!’ rejoined Miss Snevellicci. ‘I never was so vexed--never! But she is such a careless thing, there’s no trusting her.’ The conversation was here interrupted by the entrance of the phenomenon, who had discreetly remained in the bedroom up to this moment, and now presented herself, with much grace and lightness, bearing in her hand a very little green parasol with a broad fringe border, and no handle. After a few words of course, they sallied into the street. The phenomenon was rather a troublesome companion, for first the right sandal came down, and then the left, and these mischances being repaired, one leg of the little white trousers was discovered to be longer than the other; besides these accidents, the green parasol was dropped down an iron grating, and only |
