It was while she wrapped the india rubber protectively around her boots-her mother had been complaining about the state of Sophronia’s shoes of late-that the dumbwaiter started shaking. Sophronia reached up and liberated the strapping. The dumbwaiter had no ceiling it was simply a bit of platform with a support cable on the inside and a pulling cable on the outside. Perhaps, once the strapping was removed, the dumbwaiter might shake loose? Several lengths of india-rubber strapping made up part of the drive mechanism. Sophronia examined the windlass machine at the top. The dumbwaiter disagreed with the whole idea of stopping at the ground floor, and instead kept on going-up all four stories. So she had pressed the dumbwaiter into the service of espionage.
Barnaclegoose had decided opinions on reforming other women’s daughters. Barnaclegoose, and the stranger was from inside the dumbwaiter. The only way of overhearing her mother, Mrs. With the hallways patrolled by siblings and household mechanicals, eavesdropping was out of the question. Barnaclegoose had arrived with a stranger in tow. Sophronia intended to pull the dumbwaiter up from the kitchen to outside the front parlor on the ground floor, where Mrs.
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