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After dinner Catalina went up to her room to brush her hair-her head ached slightly-and sit for a while by herself before the evening walk. As a rule, she was the first to be down, but to-night she had a perverse desire for Over to come or send for her. She was suddenly tired of meeting him half-way, of being the frank, almost sexless, comrade; she wanted to be sought and made much of. Miss Holmes might be a second-rate, but she was an artist, and Catalina was not above taking a leaf out of her book.
"I'd rather be a hermit and have smallpox than bother forever as she does, according to Mrs. Rothe; and flatter men-not I! But I think I should be more feminine and difficult."