Sarah bound me, although there was no occasion, and the man led me down and put me in.

Sarah accompanied me, and I was driven to the very corner here.

They let me out, and, before I had time to catch my breath, were off and away." "And that is all ?" said Miriam, wonderingly.
"All! I should think it was enough.

It sounds more like a chapter out of the 'Castle of Otranto,' or the 'Mysteries of Udolpho,' than an incident in the life of a modern New York belle.

For, of course, you know, Madame Miriam," concluded the pretty coquette, tossing back airily all her bright curls, "I am a belle--a reigning belle--the beauty of the season!" "A little conceited, goosey girl--that's what you are, Mollie Dane, whom ever this terrible event can not make serious and sensible." "Terrible event! Now, Miriam, I'm not so sure about that.