Portia's Mirror

Mrs. Cheever and her three children entered a large, dark room with toadstools glimmering on the floor. A great mirror was set against the wall; looking into it was like looking into a pond mottled with duckweed. Up there on the ceiling, where you see the broken fixtures, was a very fine gas chandelier,. Wonder what happened to that? Plunderer's got a lot out of pterigo in their day. They don't come here anymore, now that my brother and I have settled in. Perhaps they fancy I'm a witch. She's straightened her bell-shaped hat rather proudly. It flatters many that folks should