" "But I'm a poor man. ” She laughed gaily—and she had a way when she laughed of throwing back her head and showing her beautiful white teeth, so that mirth from her was a thing very much to be desired. "Here," repeated her brother. The noise was raucous. She was quite the rage, in a small way, you know. ’ A peal of laughter came from the girl. "When is he to suffer?" she demanded, fixing her large black eyes, which burnt with an insane gleam, upon him. I bent over him. A girl of fifteen or sixteen gave her a handbill that she regarded as a tract until she saw “Votes for Women” at the top. How you dress when you're loafing will be no concern of mine; but fresh twill or Shantung, when you dine with me, collar and tie.
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