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A little worry wouldn't hurt you." However, I do not call it being a good sport to see one's daughter perfectly wreched and do nothing to help. And more than that, to willfully permit one's child to suffer, and enjoy it. But it was father, after all, who got the Jolt, I think, when he saw me get out of the taxicab. Therefore I will not explain, for a time. A little worry will not hurt him either.
They ask all ages, from perambulaters up, and of course the little boys all want to dance with the older girls. It is deadly stupid. But H seemed to be having a good time. He danced a lot with Jane, who is a wreched dancer, with no sense of time whatever.
"You're just enough of a little Simpleton to get tied up to some wreched creature and disgrace us all." I wish to state here that until that moment I had no intention of going any further with the miserable business. I am naturaly truthful, and Deception is hateful to me.
"Once," I said, "I dreamed of a Career. But I beleive love's the most important." Well, I shall pass lightly over what followed. Why is it that a girl cannot speak of Love without every member of the Other Sex present, no matter how young, thinking it is he? And as for mother maintaining that I kissed that wreched Child, and they saw me from the drawing-room, it is not true and never was true.
And then she dropped off to sleep with such a satisfied expression of countenance that we judged her to be welcoming in imagination the guests at her last rites herself. Whatever the dream was, she was rudely roused from it by the wreched little Israel, who came bounding up the stairs, and, without word or warning, burst into the room, almost white with horror.
I would have felt better if father had been at home, because he understands somwhat the way They keep me down. I had eaten my fruit and serial, and was about to begin on sausage, when mother came in, having risen early from her slumbers to take the decorations to the Hospital. "So here you are, wreched child!" she said, giving me one of her coldest looks.
I said: "I spent the night shut in a clothes closet, but where is not my secret. I cannot tell you." "Barbara! You MUST tell me." "It is not my secret alone, mother." She caught at the foot of the bed. "Who was shut with you in that closet?" she demanded in a shaking voice. "Barbara, there is another wreched Man in all this. It could not have been Mr.
But I felt that their confidence in me was going, and that night, after all were in the Land of Dreams, I took that wreched suit of clothes and so on to the boathouse, and hid them in the rafters upstairs. I come now to the strange Event of the next day, and its sequel. The Patten place and ours are close together, and no other house near.
"When I think," she said heartlessly, "that that wreched school may be closed for weeks, I could scream." "Well, scream!" I replied. "You'll scream harder if I've brought the meazles home on me. And if you're laid up, you can say good-bye to the Dishonorable. You've got him tide, maybe," I remarked, "but not thrown as yet." I was therfore compeled to dispose of my silver napkin ring from school.
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