Now see here, Bab, I'm
fond of you, and you're growing into a mightey pretty girl. But
your whole Social Life is at stake. For heaven's sake, at least
until you're married, cut out the cigarettes and booze."
That cut me to the heart, but what could I say?
Well, July came, and we had rented a house at Little
Hampton and everywhere one went one fell over an open trunk or
a barrell containing Silver or Linen.
Mother went around with her lips moving as if in prayer,
but she was realy repeating lists, such as sowing basket, table
candles, headache tablets, black silk stockings and tennis
rackets.
Sis got some lovely Clothes, mostly imported, but they had
a woman come in and sow for me. Hannah and she used to interupt
my most precious Moments at my desk by running a tape measure
around me, or pinning a paper pattern to me. The sowing woman
always had her mouth full of Pins, and once, owing to my
remarking that I wished I had been illagitimate, so I could go
away and live my own life, she swallowed one. It caused a grate
deal of excitement, with Hannah blaming me and giving her
vinigar to swallow to soften the pin.
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