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I had noticed that the Young Girl--the storywriter, our Scheherezade, as I called her--looked as if she had been crying or lying awake half the night.

Our young Scheherezade varies her prose stories now and then, as I told you, with compositions in verse, one or two of which she has let me look over.

I think our Scheherezade has never had a lover in human shape, or she would not play so lightly with the firebrands of the great passion.

I must be one of the young folks, not so young as our Scheherezade, nor so old as the Capitalist,--young enough at any rate to want to be of the party.

I was looking at our Scheherezade the other day, and thinking what a pity it was that she had never had fair play in the world.

I say I take an interest in our Scheherezade, but I rather think it is more paternal than anything else, though my heart did give that jump.

As for our Scheherezade, her delight was unbounded, and her curiosity insatiable.

It cannot be that our Scheherezade, who looks so quiet and proper at the table, can make use of That Boy and his catapult to control the course of conversation and change it to suit herself!

But I cannot think our Scheherezade is one of that kind, and I am ashamed of myself for noting such a trifling coincidence as that which excited my suspicion.

I ought to have told the reader before this that I found, as I suspected, that our innocent-looking Scheherezade was at the bottom of the popgun business.

In short, so useful has that trivial implement proved as a jaw-stopper and a boricide, that I never go to a club or a dinner-party, without wishing the company included our Scheherezade and That Boy with his popgun.

But now that our Scheherezade has become a scholar instead of a teacher, she seems to be undergoing a remarkable transformation.

Our Scheherezade kept on writing her stories according to agreement, so many pages for so many dollars, but some of her readers began to complain that they could not always follow her quite so well as in her earlier efforts.

By then, he could tell you enough tales of Mafia blood and betrayal to put Scheherezade to shame.

In truth, the Book of Camaralzaman, Schemselnihar and Sindbad, Scheherezade The peerless, Bedreddin, Badroulbadour, Cairo and Serendib and Candahar, And Caspian, and the dim, terrific bulk - Ice-ribbed, fiend-visited, isled in spells and storms - Of Kaf!