“Look here, daddy,” she said, in a tone of great reasonableness, “I MUST go to that dance, you know. That world of fine printed cambrics and escorted maidens, of delicate secondary meanings and refined allusiveness, presented itself to her imagination with the brightness of a lost paradise, as indeed for many women it is a lost paradise. ‘Merci,’ Melusine said, and smiled. I have the right also to throw you out. . I must see if I have a gown fit to wear. When the doctor came in—he had just finished his breakfast—O'Higgins rose and presented his card. The family always managed to make it home for supper, even though it was a dying custom. “I wouldn’t.
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