The Hundred, and Other StoriesBrownell, Gertrude Hall
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The Hundred, and Other Stories
Brownell, Gertrude Hall
American fiction -- 19th century; Short stories, American
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[Illustration:
Page 140
"SHE LOOKED AT HIM A LONG MOMENT WITH FIXED EYES"]
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The Hundred
and Other Stories
_By GERTRUDE HALL_
WITH ILLUSTRATIONS
[Illustration]
NEW YORK AND LONDON
HARPER & BROTHERS PUBLISHERS
1898
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Copyright, 1898, by HARPER & BROTHERS.
_All rights reserved._
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TO
MY MOTHER
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CONTENTS
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PAGE
THE HUNDRED 1
THE PASSING OF SPRING 59
PAULA IN ITALY 104
DORASTUS 142
CHLOE, CHLORIS, AND CYTHEREA 204
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ILLUSTRATIONS
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"SHE LOOKED AT HIM A LONG MOMENT
WITH FIXED EYES" _Frontispiece_
"SHE LET BONNET HAVE ONE OF HER
ARMS" _Facing page_ 6
"AT LAST THEY WERE GONE" " 10
"PAULA HERSELF SAT BY THE WINDOW" " 130
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THE HUNDRED
AND OTHER STORIES
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THE HUNDRED
Mrs. Darling was dining from home, and every heart in her little
establishment rejoiced over the circumstance, for it meant less work
for everybody, with an opportunity to enjoy Christmas Eve on his own
account.
Mrs. Bonnet, the lady's-maid, with the plans she had in mind for the
evening, was scarcely annoyed at all when her mistress scolded because
the corset-lace had got itself in a knot.
The chamber was full of a delicate odor of iris. The gas-globes at the
ends of their jointed gold arms looked like splendid yellow pearls; on
the dressing-table under them glittered a quantity of highly embossed
silverware, out of all reasonable proportion with the little person
owning it, who sat before the mirror beautifying her finger-nails
while Mrs. Bonnet did her hair.
"Mind what you are about," the mistress murmured, diligently polishing.
Mrs. Bonnet instantly removed the hot tongs from the tress she was
twisting, and caught it again with greater precaution.
"Mind what you are about," warned Mrs. Darling, somewhat louder, a
beginning of acid in her voice.
Mrs. Bonnet again disengaged the hair from the tongs, and after a
little pause, during which to make firm her nerve, with infinite
solicitude took hold again of the golden strand, and would have waved
it, but--
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