“She explain how your dress contains flounced dimity with spaniels of heliotrope cut umpire-fashion at neck with—”

“No more!” holla Mrs. Bogle dropping fire from her eyebrows. “Such reports are false as they are truthless. I permit neighbours to abuse my family, but when they distort my gowns I draw the string!”

She done so by making door-bang and departing offward amidst furies.

“Togo, who has came and went all at once?” require Hon. Mrs from upstairs.

“Mrs Cy Q. Bogle, please.”

“Mrs Bogle—how strange. I was just discussing her.”

“I told her you was.” This from me.

“WHAT!!!!” This from her.

I repeat. Loud silence. Sew-machine stop, gossip stop, dressmake stop. 

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“Annie,” I hear Mrs Jno W. Smith say, “Bring me glass of water to faint with. Also discharge Togo sooner than possible.”

This sound so unwelcome to me that I refuse my situation by going away. So I elope to trolley with suit-case, feeling quite the reverse.

Hoping you are the sameYours truly Hashimura Togo.

Yours truly

Hashimura Togo.

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[Pg 37]

IV THE HUSBAND’S PLACE IN THE HOME 

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