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how few , like you , pursue quite the same course in the dark that they do in the world 's eye . '' `` Do n't moralize , dear ; unhook me ! '' After breakfast Mrs. Bazalgette asked Lucy how long she could give her to choose which of the two gowns to take , after all . `` Till eight o'clock . '' Mrs. Bazalgette breathed again . She had thought herself committed to No. 2 , and No. 1 was beginning to look lovely in consequence . At eight , the choice being offered her with impenetrable nonchalance by Lucy , she took Lucy 's without a moment 's hesitation , and sailed off gayly to her own room to put it on , in which progress the ample peach-colored silk held out in both hands showed like Cleopatra 's foresail , and seemed to draw the dame along .