Although it was so brilliantly fine the blue sky powdered with gold and great spots of light like white wine splashed over the Jardins Publigues Miss Brill was glad that had decided on her fur.(The air was motionless, but when you opened your mouth there was just a faint chill, like a chill from a glass iced water before you sip, and now and again a leaf came drifting-from nowhere, from the sky. Miss Brill put up her hand and anuched her tur. Dear little thing! lt was nice to feel it again. She had taken it our of its boat that afternoon, shaken out the moth powder, given it a goodbrush, and rubbed the life back into the dim little eyes. What has been happening to me?” said the sad little eyes. Oh, how sweet it was to see them at her again from the red eiderdown! But the nose, which was of some black composition, wasn’t at all firm. It must have had a knock, some- Never mind a little dab of black sealing-wax when the time came when was absolutely necessary Little rogue! Yes, she really felt like about it. Little rogue biting its tail just by her left ear. She could have teken it off and laid it an her lap and stroked it. She felt a tingling in her hands and arms, but that came from walking, she supposed. And when she breathed ,something light and sad-no, not sad, exactly-something gentle bm hed, wemed move in her bosom.