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           "No;whatisyourname?Gracious,Iwasnearlyforgettingthatagain!Ithoughtaboutitallyesterday,thatImeanttoaskyou—yes,thatistosay,notallyesterday,but—"

           "DoyouknowwhatInamedyou?InamedyouYlajali.Howdoyoulikethat?Ithasaglidingsound...."

           "Ylajali?"

           "Yes."

           "Isthataforeignlanguage?"

           "Humph—no,itisn’tthateither!"

           "Well,itisn’tugly!"

           Afteralongdiscussionwetoldoneanotherournames.Sheseatedherselfclosetomysideonthesofa,andshovedthechairawaywithherfoot,andwebegantochatterafresh.

           "Youareshavedthisevening,too,"shesaid;lookonthewholealittlebetterthanthelasttime—thatistosay,onlyjustascrapbetter.Don’timagine...no;thelasttimeyouwerereallyshabby,andyouhadadirtyragroundyourfingerintothebargain;andinthatstateyouabsolutelywantedmetogotosomeplace,andtakewinewithyou—thanks,notme!"

           "Soitwas,afterall,becauseofmymiserableappearancethatyouwouldnotgowithme?"Isaid.

           "No,"sherepliedandlookeddown."No;Godknowsitwasn’t.Ididn’teventhinkaboutit."

           "Listen,"saidI;"youareevidentlysittingherelabouringunderthedelusionthatIcandressandliveexactlyasIchoose,aren’tyou?AndthatisjustwhatIcan’tdo;Iamvery,verypoor.