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MY JAPANESE WIFE.
fashionably slender figure of the woman in the foreground of the picture. “How very uncomfortable!”
We both laugh; I because Mousmé makes this last remark in such a finite voice, and without any real idea of its naïve truthfulness, and she because to her loose-robed little body such a fashion appears highly ridiculous.
There is evidently something mysterious about this funny custom, which, as Mousmé says, “makes women look as if a dog had bitten a great piece out of them, both sides;” for she says, ere turning over the page:
“Shall I do that when I go with you to England?”
“No, certainly not.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re much prettier as you are.”
Mousmé smiles contentedly, and pats