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Rh Once with sweets smuggled over to them came these laconic instructions:

At another like occasion:

She did a deal of brilliant trifling apropos of local events. On the death of the wife of a doctor she disliked she writes:

With a cape jasmine sent to a guest of her niece as yet unknown to her (Sara Colton Gillett) she writes:

M. will put this little flower in her friend's hand. Should she ask who sent it, tell her—as Desdemona did when they asked who slew her—Nobody—Myself.

After the death of a strictly dull acquaintance with no vital spark visible she writes:

This scrap is Emily at her most audacious:

In a panic lest some cherished plan fall through she sent this: