Shebecamemuchabsorbedintheseverywomanlyreflections;andatlastLadyConstantinesighed，perhapssheherselfdidnotexactlyknowwhy。Thenaverysoftexpressionlightedonherlipsandeyes，andshelookedatonejumptenyearsmoreyouthfulthanbefore——
quiteagirlinaspect，youngerthanhe。Onthetablelayhisimplements;amongthemapairofscissors，which，tojudgefromtheshredsaround，hadbeenusedincuttingcurvesinthickpaperforsomecalculatingprocess。
Whatwhim，agitation，orattractionpromptedtheimpulse，nobodyknows;butshetookthescissors，and，bendingoverthesleepingyouth，cutoffoneofthecurls，orrathercrooks，——fortheyhardlyreachedacurl，——intowhicheachlockofhishairchosetotwistitselfinthelastinchofitslength。Thehairfellupontherug。
Shepickeditupquickly，returnedthescissorstothetable，and，asifherdignityhadsuddenlybecomeashamedofherfantasies，hastenedthroughthedoor，anddescendedthestaircase。
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