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Rinehart, Mary Roberts

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At last we reached the Bench again, and I said good night.
Our relations continued business-like to the last. He said:
"Good night, little authoress, and let's have some more
talks."
"I'm afraid I've board you," I said.
"Board me!" he said. "I haven't spent such an evening for
years!"
The Familey acted perfectly absurd about it. Seeing that
they were going to make a fuss, I refused to say with whom I had
been walking. You'd have thought I had committed a crime.
"It has come to this, Barbara," mother said, pacing the
floor. "You cannot be trusted out of our sight. Where do you
meet all these men? If this is how things are now, what will it
be when given your Liberty?"
Well, it is to painful to record. I was told not to leave
the place for three days, although allowed the boat-house. And
of course Sis had to chime in that she'd heard a roomer I had
run away and got married, and although of course she knew it
wasn't true, owing to no time to do so, still where there was
Smoke there was Fire.
But I felt that their confidence in me was going, and that
night, after all were in the Land of Dreams, I took that wreched
suit of clothes and so on to the boathouse, and hid them in the
rafters upstairs.


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