Book Excerpt: t recollections was the picture of herself standingbefore the high cheval glass in her mother's dressing-room. Her clotheslay scattered far and wide, falling where she had flung them; not a shredof any kind of covering was left to her. She must have been very small, for she could remember looking up and seeing high above her head the twobrass knobs by which the glass was fastened to its frame. Suddenly, outof the upper portion of the glass, there looked a scared red face. Ithovered there a moment, and over it in swift succession there passed theexpressions, first of petrified amazement, secondly of shockedindignation, and thirdly of righteous wrath. And then it swooped downupon her, and the image in the glass became a confusion of small nakedarms and legs mingled with green cotton gloves and purple bonnet strings."You young imp of Satan " demanded Mrs. Munday--her feelings of outragedvirtue exaggerating perhaps her real sentiments. "What are you doing?""Go away. I'se looking at myselRead Mor.