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Chapter XXXVIII. In Elf Land Disporting: The Grim World Without

           Oh,ifshecouldonlyremain,howhappywouldbeherdays!

           “Whatisyourname?”saidthemanager,whowasconductingthedrill.

           “Madenda,”shereplied,instantlymindfulofthenameDrouethadselectedinChicago.“CarrieMadenda.”

           “Well,now,MissMadenda,”hesaid,veryaffably,asCarriethought,“yougooverthere.”

           Thenhecalledtoayoungwomanwhowasalreadyofthecompany:

           “MissClark,youpairwithMissMadenda.”

           Thisyoungladysteppedforward,sothatCarriesawwheretogo,andtherehearsalbegan.

           CarriesoonfoundthatwhilethisdrillinghadsomeslightresemblancetotherehearsalsasconductedatAveryHall,theattitudeofthemanagerwasmuchmorepronounced.ShehadmarvelledattheinsistenceandsuperiorairsofMr.Millice,buttheindividualconductingherehadthesameinsistence,coupledwithalmostbrutalroughness.Asthedrillingproceeded,heseemedtowaxexceedinglywrothovertrifles,andtoincreasehislungpowerinproportion.Itwasveryevidentthathehadagreatcontemptforanyassumptionofdignityorinnocenceonthepartoftheseyoungwomen.

           “Clark,”hewouldcall—meaning,ofcourse,MissClark—“whydon’tyoucatchstepthere?”

           “Byfours,right!Right,Isaid,right!Forheaven’ssake,getontoyourself!Right!”andinsayingthishewouldliftthelastsoundsintoavehementroar.

           “Maitland!Maitland!”hecalledonce.

           Anervous,comely-dressedlittlegirlsteppedout.Carrietrembledforheroutofthefulnessofherownsympathiesandfear.

           “Yes,sir,”saidMissMaitland.

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