But my father's punch is famous, and people came, and stood
around and buzzed, and told me I had grown and was almost a
young lady. And Tommy Gray got out of his cradle and came to
call on me, and coughed all the time, with a whoop. He developed
the whooping cough later. He had on his first long trousers, and
a pair of lavender Socks and a Tie to match. He said they were
not exactly the same shade, but he did not think it would be
noticed. Hateful child!
At half past five, when the place was jamed, I happened to
look up. Carter Brooks was in the hall, and behind him was H. He
had seen me before I saw him, and he had a sort of sickley grin,
meant to denote joy. I was talking to our Bishop at the time,
and he was asking me what sort of services we had in the school
chapel.
I meant to say "non-sectarian," but in my surprize and
horror I regret to say that I said, "vegetarian." Carter Brooks
came over to me like a cat to a saucer of milk, and pulled me
off into a corner.
"It's all right," he said. "I 'phoned mama, and she said to
bring him. He's known as Grosvenor here, of course.
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