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a note asking me to lunch with them
next day. I went, and
was introduced to Miss Lyall and
her future husband, Bradley Al-
ford, brother of the Dean of Can-
terbury. She is said to have
every accomplishment, except sing-
ing and drawing that, civilization
has yet divised for several and
separate ladies. To be brief, she is
a fair monster. She can repeat a
whole canto of Dante which she has
read the once through the day
before.

Her eyes and stockings are of hea-
venly blue.

Her t

Brown are her tresses and her studies too.

She is to her brother as Hyperion to
a satyr, I mean as Manade de
Staël to besenius' Hebrew Lexicon.
Seriously she is attractive and un-
Lyallistic. Mrs. Cunliffe is a