One day her mother swept into the bedroom of the family townhouse, sweeping across the floor with a bundle in her arms. 48 <6> THE FRIDAY NIGHT SHOW The air was chill and the sky overcast and misting. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. A fortnight passed, then a month. "Stop, Caliban," interposed Mrs. Impressionable, lonely, a deal beyond his analytical reach, the girl might let her sympathies go beyond those of the nurse.
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