I
said that Sis smoked now and then, because she thought it looked
smart; but that, if I was to have a Career, I felt that the
sootheing influence of tobaco would help a lot.
So I got the new Sweater, and everything looked smooth
again, and mother kissed me on the way out, and said she had not
meant to be harsch, but that my great uncle Putnam had been a
notorious drunkard, and I looked like him, although of a more
refined tipe.
There was a dreadful row that night, however, when father
came home. We were all dressed for dinner, and waiting in the
drawing room, and Leila was complaining about me, as usual.
"She looks older than I do now, mother," she said. "If she
goes to the seashore with us I'll have her always taging at my
heals. I don't see why I can't have my first summer in peace."
Oh, yes, we were going to the shore, after all. Sis wanted it,
and everybody does what she wants, regardless of what they
prefer, even Fishing.
"First summer!" I exclaimed. "One would think you were a
teething baby!"
"I was speaking to mother, Barbara. Everyone knows that a
Debutante only has one year nowadays, and if she doesn't go off
in that year she's swept away by the flood of new Girls the next
fall.
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