She would be
enduing this chap with attributes he did not possess, clothing him in fictional
ruffles. His conscience, however, was entirely another affair. On this side stood the instruments with which the
latter piece of pleasantry had been effected,—namely, a bucket filled with paint
and a brush: on that was erected a trophy, consisting of a watchman's rattle, a
laced hat, with the crown knocked out, and its place supplied by a lantern, a
campaign wig saturated with punch, a torn steen-kirk and ruffles, some halfdozen staves, and a broken sword. Capes looked at one and not over one, spoke to one, treated one as
a visible concrete fact. Afterwards she hunted up the
article in question, and it seemed to her quite delightfully written and argued. Far too old to ask you on your first
date. She gave her lips to his without resistance.
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