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'Why, what on earth are you doing with my head?' she exclaimed, idely opened eyes At the words she felt the back of Cytherea's little hand treainst her neck

'Perhaps you prefer it done the other fashion, ht enough, but you must make more show of my hair than that, or I shall have to buy some, which God forbid!' 'It is how I do my own,' said Cytherea naively, and with a sweetness of tone that would have pleased the most acrimonious under favourable circumstances; but tyranny was in the ascendant with Miss Aldclyffe at this moment, and she was assured of palatable food for her vice by having felt the tre of Cytherea's hand

'Yours, indeed! _Your_ hair! Co that Cytherea possessed at least five times as much of that valuable auxiliary to woman's beauty as the lady before her, there was at the same time some excuse for Miss Aldclyffe's outburst She remembered herself, however, and said more quietly, 'Now then, Graye --By-the-bye, what do they call you downstairs?' 'Mrs Graye,' said the hand--not but that it is quite according to usage; but you are too young yet' This dialogue tided Cytherea safely onward through the hairdressing till the flowers and diaan arranging thement

'That won't do,' said Miss Aldclyffe harshly

'Why?' 'I look too young--an old dressed doll' 'Will that, ht!' 'This way, perhaps?' 'Heavens! Don't worryonce worked herself up to the belief that her head-dress was to be a failure that evening, no cleverness of Cytherea's in arranging it could please her She continued in a s the re her lips firid Finally, snatching up her gloves, and taking her handkerchief and fan in her hand, she silently sailed out of the roo the least consciousness of another woman's presence behind her

Cytherea's fears that at the undressing this suppressed anger would find a vent, kept her on thorns throughout the evening She tried to read; she could not She tried to sew; she could not She tried to inning, ill the end be!' she said in a whisper, and feltoverhasty in establishing an independence at the expense of congruity with a cherished past