"
As the young man turned hurriedly away, Miriam grasped her companion's arm.
"I never thought that he would give it to me. Never, Janet-honestly," she exclaimed, with earnestness.
"The way of the transgressor is likely to be strewn-with surprises."
"I only thought of saying something pleasant at a dinner."
"I'd taken Bengy Wade's opinion without a moment's hesitation on the length of a fox terrier's tail, but a fan--"
"He wants to be considered artistic," pleaded Miriam.
"And the last touch about St. Francis, wasn't that a trifle overdone? Somewhat too thickly laid on? What used to be called by painters in a pre-impressionistic age-too great _impasto_. I am afraid that you are a little deteriorating.
"
"Miriam!"
Both turned, and found a tall lady calling with as great animation as a due regard for the requirements of a statuesque pose permitted.
"I want to speak to you," she exclaimed, as soon as words were possible. "I want you to come to my house to-morrow morning.
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