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 insects were bad enough; but the men were worse— perfectly detestable—horrors."

"How very unfortunate!" said the Honorable John Ruffin in a tone of profound commiseration. "And I was under the impression that they were charming—full of fire and passion and southern romance."

"I shouldn't wonder if it was that that made them so detestable," said the Esmeralda thoughtfully. "It was a perfect persecution."

"I can not greatly wonder at it," said the Honorable John Ruffin, looking at her with some earnestness.

Their eyes kept meeting in half challenging, half exploring glances. There was a glow in them, as if they had kindled one another.

Over their tea they discussed the matter of Pollyooly's embarkation on a theatrical career. The rehearsals were from eleven to one; and it was arranged that Pollyooly should take the Lump with her to them, but that at night, during the actual performance, Mrs. Brown should take care of him, and that Pollyooly should fetch him on her return from the theater.