I hope they'll all notice my pearls.

Is the carriage there?—give me my cloak, Jane,

Don't get it all over my veil—

No! you take the other seat, Charley—

I need all of this for my trail.

III.

 divorce.

divorce.

a.d., 1886.

a.d.,

 The Club Window.

"Yes, I saw her pass with 'that scoundrel'—

For heaven's sake, old man, keep cool!

No end of the fellows are watching—

Go easy, don't act like a fool!

'Parading your shame'!—I don't see it.

It's hers now, alone; for at last

You drove her to give you good reason,

Divorced her, and so it's all passed.

For you, I mean; she has to bear it—

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