Poor Smith would be sent out and I set first to help undo the hooks and eyes in her gown. The room grew ever hazier about me. xxx I guard her likeness still, faded as it has become. Would it be naughty to refuse?” “In front of all? We could not but notice that Papa was quieter in her presence than he had been before, and had it not been for the social proprieties I am sure she would have taken her place at the head of the table. She was above middling height and indeed when she wore boots or shoes of a certain type was to be seen as tall as Papa.
