Mary Jane

Maybe Mary is being more realistic about a second marriage—but is it too much to ask for a little fire?

Mary Elizabeth Williams of Salon labels the show a “crass stunt” on a “bottom-feeding vortex of sadness network.”

Mary is fair as the morning dew— Cheeks of roses and ribbons of blue!

But Mary had gone home after dressing her mistress, and the fat boy came back again more disturbed than before.

He ruminated a little with a most disturbed expression of face, and left the room in search of Mary.

"It's like that out here on the Riviera," said Jane, shaking her head so gloomily that the ruffled cap wobbled.

And with these, and the society of Jane on board-wages, Black Sheep was left alone for a month.