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That evening I went to Mrs. Poyntz's; it was one of her ordinary "reception nights," and I felt that she would naturally expect my attendance as "a proper attention."
I joined a group engaged in general conversation, of which Mrs. Poyntz herself made the centre, knitting as usual,--rapidly while she talked, slowly when she listened.