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Saturday Night:

To-day has been one of utter disaster and it began fairly well Miss

Sharp turned up at eleven as I shut my journal I had sent to the

station to ht all the work she had taken

aith her on Thursday, quite in order--and her face wore the usual

lasses if I

should have realized now that she is very pretty--I can see her

prettiness even with them on--her nose is so exquisitely fine, and the

ine a Cupid's bow very firm

I am sure if she were dressed as Odette, or Alice, or Coralie, she would

be lovely Thisof this and

of how I should like to give her better things than any of the fluffies

have ever had--hoould like her to have soreat string of pearls round that little

throat-- pearls in those shell

ears--And hoould like to take her hair down and brush it out, and

let it curl as it wanted to--and then bury my face in it--those stiff

twistsall this

when the reality is further off than ever, and indeed has beco-room--it was a cloudy day--and presently, after