However, I
do think of giving it up, the little there is left of it, one of these
days."
"I should like to see you do it!" Henrietta exclaimed rather grimly.
"I'll invite you to the ceremony; we'll have a supper and a dance."
"Well," said Miss Stackpole, "I like to see all sides. I don't
approve of a privileged class, but I like to hear what they have to
say for themselves."
"Mighty little, as you see!"
"I should like to draw you out a little more," Henrietta
continued. "But you're always looking away. You're afraid of meeting
my eye. I see you want to escape me."
"No, I'm only looking for those despised potatoes."
"Please explain about that young lady- your sister- then. I don't
understand about her. Is she a Lady?"
"She's a capital good girl."
"I don't like the way you say that- as if you wanted to change the
subject. Is her position inferior to yours?"
"We neither of us have any position to speak of; but she's better
off than I, because she has none of the bother."
"Yes, she doesn't look as if she had much bother. I wish I had as
little bother as that. You do produce quiet people over here, whatever
else you may do.
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