Wouldn't you have expected to
find her demanding a chance to perform a sonata at the least, or pining
miserably for a concerto with full orchestra? Well, this young lady I put
down as a plain boarder--you can't maintain a big house on memories and a
collection of paintings. She's a nice child, and I dare say makes as good a
boarder as any nice child could.
"The third girl--if you want to hear any more about them--seems to be a
secretary. Think of having the run of a house where a social secretary is
required! I'm sure she sends out the invitations and keeps the engagement-
book. Besides all that, she writes poetry--she is the minstrel of the
court. She does verses about her chatelaine--is quite the mistress of self-
respecting adulation. _She_ would know the difference between Herrick
and Cowper!"...
Cope pulled out his watch. Then he resumed.
"It's half past ten, but I think I'll run on for a few moments longer. If I
don't finish, I can wind up to-morrow.--Mr. Randolph sat opposite me. He
looked at me a lot and gave attention to whatever I said--whether said to
him, or to my neighbors right and left, or to the whole table.
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