Rachel Loden
Mischief-Joy
They came to another grove of trees, where all the leaves were of gold.
L O L A
What does she want?
Mischief-joy, the Germans call it, but really it is justice-joy withal.
Then she gave him a cloak, & said
As soon as you put that on you will become invisible.
from Whatever Lola Wants: Some Discrepancies Concerning the Life of Lola Montez Invisible Like Lola
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