As for loving you, I do. Here lay a heap of knockers of all sizes, from the huge lion's head to the small
brass rapper: there, a collection of sign-boards, with the names and calling of the
owners utterly obliterated. Her fancy dress, save for
the green-gray stockings, the pseudo-Turkish slippers, and baggy silk trousered
ends natural to a Corsair’s bride, was hidden in a large black-silk-hooded operacloak. "
This she did carefully, but inwardly commenting that he was still in the realm of
strange fancies. "
"Ah!" shrieked Lady Trafford. People always rejoice at the
misfortunes of others—never at their own! The droll dogs! how they must have
enjoyed it!—ha! ha!"
"I dare say they did. I
gather you wish to go up in some fantastic get-up, wrapped about in your opera
cloak, and that after the festivities you propose to stay with these friends of
yours, and without any older people in your party, at an hotel.
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