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Text for Page 145 [07-25-1851]

              out with some sentence ^|to him| about as pleasant to receive as would a slap of the face
be.   [words crossed out].       				He came from his
side of the room, and sat down a little distance from us, and talked a little, 
[words crossed out].  He, ([words crossed out]) was a [word crossed out] specimen of
the class we had been descanting on, and she conveyed as much to me both by
words & looks.  Presently she crossed to the other side of the room, intimating
that the shadow obscured my face, and on my following told me that she
liked to look at those with whom she was conversing, to �have the enemy face to
face.�    Meantime �Lotty� who had, [word crossed out] a sore throat, was rolling about
on the sofa, flirting with and petting a man, I should say of twice her age;
a very Titania & Bottom scene.     The bright-eyed spirituelle wilful little creature
is regularly going to the devil for want of some body to tame her.  She acts for
effect, numskulls pet her, she�s betrayed into rudeness, and little insolences, and
altogether I�m heartily sorry for the little chance of happiness she�ll have in the future.
I told her somebody must very nearly break her heart ere she�d find out she had
one � that if any one loved her dearly, of all things in the world he shouldn�t
tell her of it.  This she resented, but seemed touched by the implication for
a second.  Her mother said it was true, and enjoyed the remark. [words crossed out]
and �Bottom� said it was true also.   It was atrocious to see that fellow
[words crossed out] 			bending over her head, while she swayed
about, her pretty foot and white satin boot glancing here and there with fitful wilful-
ness.   Mrs Kidder talked of course, [words crossed out]. Occasionally thered
be a general subject afloat, now the stream of converse would flow smoothly
on, now linger in corners and eddys.   I and Miss Brown  conversing quietly.
She told me that she was about to go to another boarding-house, �there was a 
room to let such as I wanted. Should she have me as a neighbour?   Again
on my jestingly hinting she had not forgiven my waking her, �had I found her
so dull in companionship?     There is, looking close into her face, when she               
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