"
The pictures were by this time duly examined, and then Nina, still
playing the part of hostess, showed to Edith every thing of the
least interest until she came to the door, leading into the large
square closet.
"Open it, please," she whispered to Arthur. "Let Miggie see where
Nina stays when she tears."
Arthur unlocked the door, and Edith stepped with a shudder into
the solitary cell which had witnessed more than one wild revel,
and echoed to more than one delirious shriek.
"Is it necessary?" she asked, and Arthur replied: "We think so;
otherwise she would demolish every thing within her reach, and
throw herself from the window it may be."
"THAT'S SO," said Nina, nodding approvingly. "When I'm bad, I have
to tear. It cures my head, and I'm so strong then, that it takes
Phillis and Arthur both to put that gown on me. I can't tear
that," and she pointed to a loose sacque-like garment, made of the
heaviest possible material, and hanging upon a nail near the door
of the cell.
"Have you been shut up since you came here?" Edith inquired, and
Nina rejoined.
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