The Bacillus of Beauty - A Romance of To-day by Harriet Stark
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monthly remittances from her father. In November I was struck with the
fact that New York agreed with her; yet even then I did not miss the family nose--a compromise of pug and Roman. But ten days ago, when I saw her last, I recognised her with difficulty. For more precise information you must ask my daughters." "Then it was only ten days ago that you saw anything wrong--?" "Wrong! My dear young friend, if Nelly's case obtained publicity, would not the world, which loves beauty, be divided between a howling New York and a wilderness?" The Judge glanced up at me, slipping his paper knife end over end through his fingers. "I have spoken of myself as nonplussed," he said more seriously, "and I am. I was never more so; but I see no occasion for anxiety. Since when has it been thought necessary to call priest or physician because of a young lady's growing charm? Confronted by an ugly duckling, we must congratulate the swan." "Judge, how much money does one need to marry on in New York?" "All that a man has; all that he can get; often more. But--ah--is the question imminent? Nelly is in school; you have come out of the West, as I understand it, to attack New York. Conquer it, Sir; conquer New York before you speak of marriage to a New York woman." "Helen is not a New York woman." |
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