Stebbins, permit me to introduce Mrs. Tszchniczklefritszch."
"Charmed to meet you, I'm sure," said Mrs. Stebbins. "I've heard my
husband speak of your husband so often. How well you are looking,
Mrs.--"
She stopped; and Maw, knowing the terrors of her name, made haste to
say something agreeable. "Yes, ma'am; dis country agrees vit me
fine. Since I come here, I've rode and et, shoost rode and et."
"And Mr. T-S," said I.
"Howdydo, Mr. T-S?"
"Pretty good, ma'am," said T-S. He had been caught with his mouth
full, and was making desperate efforts to swallow.
A singular thing is the power of class prestige! Here was Maw, a
good woman, according to her lights, who had worked hard all her
life, and had achieved a colossal and astounding success. She had
everything in the world that money could buy; her hair was done by
the best hair-dresser, her gown had been designed by the best
costumer, her rings and bracelets selected by the best jeweller; and
yet nothing was right, no power on earth could make it right, and
Maw knew it, and writhed the consciousness of it.
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