The morning of Monday the 16th of November 1724 at length dawned. I think that I have become a drug drinker. Ann Veronica was much impressed by a mighty trying on and altering and
fussing about Alice’s “things”—Alice was being re-costumed from garret to
cellar, with a walking-dress and walking-boots to measure, and a bride’s costume
of the most ravishing description, and stockings and such like beyond the dreams
of avarice—and a constant and increasing dripping into the house of irrelevant
remarkable objects, such as—
Real lace bedspread;
Gilt travelling clock;
Ornamental pewter plaque;
Salad bowl (silver mounted) and servers;
Madgett’s “English Poets” (twelve volumes), bound purple morocco;
Etc. Put out your hand and
bid me God-speed. Maggot. I loved her so
much. Of course, this
does not apply to uninteresting old maids," Prudence modified with a dry little
smile. Section
2. “Experte credo. She was a large, resilient girl, with
a foolish smile, a still more foolish expression of earnestness, and a throaty
contralto voice. She
caught the fact that it was something more than strong drink that laid you out.
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