"I loved it, I replied, "I had no idea it would feel SO lovely and luxurious; I am afraid I am going to like them much better than my pajamas.

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"I felt sure that if you would try wearing them you would love them," she replied smilingly, "and of course I wanted you to like them much better than your old pajamas."

"Where did you ever get the idea?" I asked.

"Oh, I just thought it up all by my own little self," she replied, "I knew how lovely they were, and I could not see why you should not enjoy them too."

While we were on the way down to breakfast she asked: "Then you won't mind wearing your pretty night gowns instead of pajamas, will you?"

"Darling," I replied, "if you prefer me in nighties, I cer- tainly will wear them."

That day all of my mens' pajamas disappeared, and since that time I have worn night gowns without the slightest desire to re- turn to my former style of pajamas. This was my introduction to the delights of dainty, lovely feminine things, and I shall always remember it as a delightful and lovely experience, but at the time I had no idea what was to follow.

A few days later, Mary bought me a couple of house coats, and a pair of mules to wear with my night gowns, "Your boudoir outfit should be complete," she explained, "you need something to slip over your gown, and you can't go about barefooted, and of course your mens' shoes would not be suitable either, so you might as well get used to the mules."

"Darling," I replied, "you are spoiling me; it is easy to get used to such lovely things,"

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"That, my dear, is a risk I am entirely willing to take, she replied, "I want you to get used to and to enjoy wearing your lovely things.

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The following week we returned home, and we both went back to work in the store. We had a maid, named Janet, who kept the

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