And I sorter suspicion I skeer them too, with my hulking form, and
my bushy beard!

[_Here, of course, she strokes a very round chin._

_Society Chatter_. Seems to be somethin' goin' on in there--singin',
actin', dancin', or somethin' ... Well, of course, only heard _her_
version of it as yet, y'know ... Have you seen him in ... white
bensaline with a Medici collar, and one of those ... nasty gouty
attacks he _will_ have are only rheumatism, &c., &c.

_Miss F.B._ (_when next heard_).

I cleared my throat, and I tried to speak--but the words died
strangled--

_A Feminine Voice outside_. So _long_ since we had a quiet talk
together! Do tell me all about, &c., &c.

_Miss F.B._ --strangled by sheer alarm.

For there in front--

[_Here she points dramatically at a stout matron, who fans
herself consciously._

--was the slender form, and the sweet girl-face of our
new "School Harm"!
Say, boys! hev' ye heard an Æolian harp which a Zephyr's tremulous
finger twangs?