So she went into the garden to cut a cabbage-leaf, to make an apple-pie; and at the same time a great she-bear, coming up the street, pops its head into the shop. 'What! no soap?' So he died, and she very imprudently married the barber.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Like all New York hotel lady cashiers she had red hair and had been disappointed in her first husband.
She plucked from my lapel the invisible strand of lint (the universal act of woman to proclaim ownership).