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Rinehart, Mary Roberts

"Bab"

He's got a vile Temper. I'll sit
with you till he comes back, if you don't mind. I'm feeling
nervous."
It was indeed painful to recall the next half hour. I must
tell the truth however. They discussed us, especialy mother, who
had not called. They said that we thought we were the whole
summer Colony, although every one was afraid of mother's tongue,
and nobody would marry Leila, except Carter Brooks, and he was
poor and no prospects. And that I was an incorrigable, and
carried on somthing gastly, and was going to be put in a
convent. I became justly furious and was about to step out and
tell them a few plain Facts, when sombody hammered at the door
and then came in. It was Mr. Patten.
"He's gone!" he said.
"Well, he won't go far, in bathing trunks," said Mrs.
Beecher.
"That's just it. His bathing trunks are there."
"Well, he won't go far _without_ them!"
"He's gone so far I can't locate him."
I heard Mrs. Beecher get up.
"Are you in ernest, Will?" she said. "Do you mean that he
has gone without a Stich of clothes, and can't be found?"
Mrs.


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