Lifted Masks
Lifted Masks
Stories by Susan Glaspell
"One of Those Impossible Americans" -- The Plea -- For Love of the Hills -- Freckles M'Grath -- From A to Z -- The Man of Flesh and Blood -- How the Prince Saw America -- The Last Sixty Minutes -- "Out There" -- The Preposterous Motive -- His America -- The Anarchist: His Dog -- At Twilight.
Book Excerpt
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But he did not look as impressed as one to whom a farewell speech was being made should look. In fact, he did not seem to be hearing it. Once more, and in earnest this time, he appeared to be thinking of something very far away. Then all at once he came back, and it was in anything but a far-away voice he began, briskly: "Now look here, Young Lady, I don't doubt but this lace is great stuff. You say so, and I haven't seen man, woman or child on this side of the Atlantic knows as much as you do. I'm mighty grateful for the lace--don't you forget that, but just the same--well, now I'll tell you. I have a very special reason for wanting something a little livelier than lace. Something that seems to have Paris written on it in red letters--see? Now, where do you get the kind of hats you see some folks wearing, and where do you get the dresses--well, it's hard to describe 'em, but the kind they have in pictures marked 'Breezes from Paris'? You see--_S-ay!_--what do
