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I had been hinting all spring for new Furnature, but my Familey does not take a hint unless it is cloroformed first, and I found the same old stuff there. They beleive in waiting until a girl makes her Debut before giving her anything but the necessarys of life. Sis was off for a week-end, but Hannah was there, and I kissed her. Not that I'm so fond of her, but I had to kiss sombody.
Well, I won't finanse the play, but short of that I'll do what I can." However he was not so agreable when I told him Carter Brooks' plan. He delivered a firm no. "Although," he said, "sombody ought to do it, and show the falasy of the Play. In the first place, the world doesn't owe the fellow a living, unless he will hustel around and make it.
So I said, through my tears: "Nobody understands me. Nobody. And I'm so lonely." "And of course you haven't run away with anyone, have you?" "Not exactly." "Bless you, Bab!" he said. And I might as well say that he kissed me, because he did, although unexpectedly. Sombody just then moved a Chair on the porch next door and coughed rather loudly, so Carter drew a long breath and got up.
I started up and cried to Jack: 'Bless me, what's the matter? 'So, says Jack, 'sombody has thrown a stone and broke the window, and I dare say it is some of the schoolboys. With that I ran out of the house, and saw some boys making off as fast as they could go.
It just gave me one more thing to hide, as if a man's suit and shirt and so on was not suficient. But Carter paid more attention to me than he ever had before, and at a tea dance sombody had at the Country Club he took me to one side and gave me a good talking to. "You're being rather a bad child, aren't you?" he said. "Certainly not." "Well, not bad, but er naughty.
Beecher through his pen at the door, and began to pace the bath-house. Owing of course to his being in his bare feet, I was not certain. Jane heard somthing, to, for she clutched my arm. "Bab," she said, in intence tones, "if you don't explain I shall lose my mind. I feel now that I am going to shreik." She looked at me searchingly. "Sombody is a Prisoner. That's all."
And that I was an incorrigable, and carried on somthing gastly, and was going to be put in a convent. I became justly furious and was about to step out and tell them a few plain Facts, when sombody hammered at the door and then came in. It was Mr. Patten. "He's gone!" he said. "Well, he won't go far, in bathing trunks," said Mrs. Beecher. "That's just it. His bathing trunks are there."
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