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give it up. I always wanted to do something else on that day. And then, don't you know, so many people came I didn't care about.  It was always "I have brought up Mrs. So & so with me, and may I bring this one and that! and I didn't want them at all you know. Oh I had to give it up it wouldn't do."

Over his shoulder, in an absent minded way as he moved off. "Come up sometime!"

Oh la, 'la!

Mrs. Vinton.  Handsome. cold-blooded  Something dreary as a pair, but well matched and with evident weight in society.

Lucy's friends. Mr. Gorrill, Mrs Villard, son and Miss Sevino the fiancée ect. All exceedingly refined and comme-il-faut. plus recherché que la

[[in margin]] Villards
Mrs Sevino
Mrs Whitman
Miss Kibbey

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[[in margin]] Miss Kibbey

plus part des miens. almost too elegant and Europeanized.

[[in margin]] Mrs. Dr [[strikethrough]]Stephenson[[/strikethough]]
Fessendon

Lucy's singing teacher expansive jolly and his friend --

[[in margin Miss Eckford]]

a Scotch lady, [[underline]] charming [[/underline]] and talked so well. criticised my portrait of Mrs. Tyler in an able way. She like it -- & knew why - a sort of distinction of manner I liked. 

[[in margin]] Mr. Pierce I didn't meet.

[[in margin]] The [[Donnes?]] A good & dreary pair

[[in margin]] Miss --- A decoration I judge belongs to B.A.S.A. slightly supercilious We didn't like each other. She thinks the last B.A.S.A. exhibit worse than usual.

[[in margin]] Miss Moran. I cannot bear.
She said, one rainy day in the studio, to Lucy, as I sat by and was wondering what there was about her that was so antipathetic