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[[left side]] the street - Miss H. repeated some of his conversation to me, which was of the impertinent flirtation order - Once or twice he turned around where Miss Esté, May, Mr Lazar and I were talking vehemently, with an entirely different expression. Miss H. asked him to come and call on her though she says she dont [[don't]] like him - But we shall not be in the Salon when he comes - I should like immensely to go to his studio and to hear him talk about art - We shall see - Miss Esté sees him quite often, and could no doubt take us - We howled over Mr Lazar - He was most comical - A fancy little young man with intensely bright eyes, and dark hair standing around - And legs about two feet long - Talks [[right side]] 9 [[overwritten on top of 11]] picure she was - Perfectly snow white hair a little curled over her delicate transparent forehead. An exquisite cap handkerchief with frills of the richest Mechlin lace draped over her head and fastened under her chin. A cream-colored satin bed gown with frills of the same lace, white kid gloves - a pale blue satin coverlet - and lots of illustrated magasines [[fr.sp.]] spread over her knees. A beautifully furnished little tea table stood beside the bed - I felt for one instant that I and come out of a muddy street, and had on a dark rough dress - but she held out her hand with a lovely smile, and I felt at once that I had found a friend - She was angelically, and sincerely kind - After we had talked a long time about the Hale's and Clements and Lesleys, she would know all