Abednego with last season's opera wrap.

There's a parable for you to sleep upon." "And you--you ?" cried Phyllis.
"Oh, as for me, I'll, I'll--well, I think I'll put my meteor fan on the pillow beside my own to-night.

I'm still newfangled with my toy and--well, I'm a woman." At this instant the carriage pulled up to Mr.Ayrton's hall door and the footman jumped down from the box to run up the steps and ring the bell.
"Good-night," said Phyllis.

"I enjoyed my evening greatly, and the drive home best of all." Ella Linton's laugh was smothered among the delicate floss of the feathers which she held up to her face..