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Penelope's Postscripts by Kate Douglas Smith Wiggin
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this hotel in one hour and fifteen minutes; I telegraphed her the
night before last, and this letter is her reply."

"Who is Egeria?" asked Atlas, looking up from his own letters.
"She sounds like a character in a book."

Mrs. Jack: "You begin, Penelope."

Penelope: "No, I'd rather finish; then I can put in everything
that you omit."

Atlas: "Is there so much to tell?"

Tommy: "Rather. Begin with her hair, Penelope."

Mrs. Jack: "No; I'll do that! Don't rattle your knives and forks,
shut up your Baedeker, Jackie, and listen while I quote what a
certain poet wrote of Egeria when she last visited us:-


"'She has a knot of russet hair:
It seems a simple thing to wear
Through years, despite of fashion's check,
The same deep coil about the neck,
But there it twined
When first I knew her,
And learned with passion to pursue her,
And if she changed it, to my mind
She were a creature of new kind.

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