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Rinehart, Mary Roberts

"Bab"

"
"Jane!"
She looked at me peircingly.
"Don't lie to me," she said accusingly. "Or else what are
you doing with a man's whole Outfit, including his dirty coller?
Bab, I just can't bare it."
Well, I saw that I had gone to far, and was about to tell
Jane the truth when I heard the sowing Woman in the hall. I had
all I could do to get the things put away, and with Jane looking
like death I had to stand there and be fitted for one of Sis's
chiffon frocks, with the low neck filled in with net.
"You must remember, Miss Bab," said the human Pin cushon,
"that you are still a very young girl, and not out yet."
Jane got up off the bed suddenly.
"I--I guess I'll go, Bab," she said. "I don't feel very
well."
As she went out she stopped in the Doorway and crossed her
Heart, meaning that she would die before she would tell
anything. But I was not comfortable. It is not a pleasant
thought that your best friend considers you married and gone
beyond recall, when in truth you are not, or even thinking about
it, except in idle moments.
The seen now changes.


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