The small Diedermayer clan was a captive
audience. You've heard the news, I suppose?"
"That the death warrant's arrived," returned Edgeworth Bess, bursting into a
flood of tears; "oh, yes! we've heard it. She opened her suitcase—new and smelling
strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held
together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal
Handbook. “It was a phase,” she said. “Will you come this way,” she said, “into the drawing-room? There is no one
there just now. Even
then she had understood vaguely that she had touched upon some philosophy of
life: that one was never lonely when alone, only in the midst of crowds. Her
breath came fast in little sobbing pants.
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