Footnote 25: [(return)]
This rule was observed by Abdul Medjid, the late sultan, of whom I speak. It is said that his successor has broken through this restriction to a considerable extent, and is a social being.
MADEMOISELLE STYLITES.
I.
The discussion between Mr. John Woodstock and his sister was becoming animated, and their aunt, who never could understand the difference between a discussion and a quarrel, was listening anxiously, expecting every moment to see Marjory flounce out of the room at one door, and John at the other, in their respective furies. It began in this way: John had just read a notice of an extraordinary concert to come off the next week, and had pushed the paper over to Marjory, with the remark, "Like to go, Peg?"
She. Of course I should like to go! You don't mean to say you have tickets for it? (Excitedly.)
He. No, of course I don't: I am not a thief.
She. No, you are only the next thing to it—a shabby fellow. Why did you ask me in that way when you knew we couldn't go?
He. How you do jump at lame and impotent conclusions! Who said we could not go? I am sure I did not.
She. John Woodstock, if you don't stop this, and tell me what you mean, I will never make you another shirt!
He. Small loss! Of all mean things, a homemade shirt is the meanest; and why a man of my native nobility of character should be condemned to wear them—