Twilight sleep

EDITH WHARTON
FAUST. Und du, wer bist du ? SORGE. Bin einmal da . FAUST. Entferne dich ! SORGE. Ich bin am rechten Ort .
Faust. Teil II. Akt V.
New York & London D. APPLETON AND COMPANY MCMXXVII
COPYRIGHT—1927—BY D. APPLETON AND COMPANY PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA
By EDITH WHARTON
TWILIGHT SLEEP HERE AND BEYOND THE MOTHER'S RECOMPENSE OLD NEW YORK False Dawn The Old Maid The Spark New Year's Day THE GLIMPSES OF THE MOON THE AGE OF INNOCENCE SUMMER THE REEF THE MARNE FRENCH WAYS AND THEIR MEANING
MISS BRUSS, the perfect secretary, received Nona Manford at the door of her mother's boudoir ( the office, Mrs. Manford's children called it) with a gesture of the kindliest denial.
She wants to, you know, dear—your mother always wants to see you, pleaded Maisie Bruss, in a voice which seemed to be thinned and sharpened by continuous telephoning. Miss Bruss, attached to Mrs. Manford's service since shortly after the latter's second marriage, had known Nona from her childhood, and was privileged, even now that she was out, to treat her with a certain benevolent familiarity—benevolence being the note of the Manford household.
But look at her list—just for this morning! the secretary continued, handing over a tall morocco-framed tablet, on which was inscribed, in the colourless secretarial hand: 7.30 Mental uplift. 7.45 Breakfast. 8. Psycho-analysis. 8.15 See cook. 8.30 Silent Meditation. 8.45 Facial massage. 9. Man with Persian miniatures. 9.15 Correspondence. 9.30 Manicure. 9.45 Eurythmic exercises. 10. Hair waved. 10.15 Sit for bust. 10.30 Receive Mothers' Day deputation. 11. Dancing lesson. 11.30 Birth Control committee at Mrs.——
The manicure is there now, late as usual. That's what martyrizes your mother; everybody's being so unpunctual. This New York life is killing her.
I'm not unpunctual, said Nona Manford, leaning in the doorway.