Mrs. Bob: A Novel — page 249: what you’re looking at

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CRAIG HAS IT ALL ARRANGED. 241 ‘‘My first order is that every one of you dress lmmediately for the opera. Various exclamations arise—he pays not the slight- est heed to them. ‘In twenty minutes I will have a carriage at the door,’’ and with this he bows to Mrs. Bob and leaves the room. ‘“Twenty minutes, and one nearly gone already. It will hardly be possible for me to dress. I beg of you to depart immediately, gentlemen,’’ begs Gypsy, making a rush toward a great Saratoga that peeps into view from the next room. Finally the twenty minutes pass away, and Mrs. Bob discovers what great things can be accomplished in that space of time, when one is driven. “Mercy, Bob, just think of it! here I am all ready for the opera, and I declare it lacks five min- utes of the time yet. What will we do to make it pass. I believe Pll try on that other new pair of gloves,’’ in despair. “Tyon’t, I beg of you,’’ laughs Bob, who looks very fine in his dress suit, with a diamond sparkling in his expansive shirt front; ‘‘even 1f we are a little early, let’s go below.”’ “Tf you think best, dear,’’ with a gentle sigh. He gazes upon her admiringly; she does look wondrously fair in her shimmering robes, with Giamonds gleaming in her ears and at her throat; as lovely a picture as ever thrilled the enraptured eyes of a young husband. When he makes as though he would take her in his arms she laughingly eludes him. in —» Gomichbookssco