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Rinehart, Mary Roberts

"Bab"


Hannah went with me, and in the motor she said:
"Oh, Miss Barbara, do be careful. The Familey is that
upset."
"Don't be a silly," I said. "And if the Familey is half as
upset as I am, it is throwing a fit at this minute."
We were early, of course. My mother beleives in being on
time, and besides, she and Sis wanted the motor later. And while
Hannah was on her knees taking off my carriage boots, I suddenly
decided that I could not go down. Hannah turned quite pale when
I told her.
"What'll your mother say?" she said." And you with your new
dress and all! It's as much as my life is worth to take you back
home now, Miss Barbara."
Well, that was true enough. There would be a Riot if I went
home, and I knew it.
"I'll see the Stuard and get you a cup of tea," Hannah
said. "Tea sets me up like anything when I'm nervous. Now please
be a good girl, Miss Barbara, and don't run off, or do anything
foolish."
She wanted me to promise, but I would not, although I could
not have run anywhere. My legs were entirely numb.
In a half hour at the utmost I knew all would be known, and
very likely I would be a homless wanderer on the earth.


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